I try to find my place upon the Earth;
To find a path or road on which I'm set;
But hard it is to find what I am worth.
My past endeavors I sometimes regret -
If what I've done is right I'm not quite sure.
My growing past is not pristine, and yet
What I fear most is my unknown future;
I wish it would its unknown plan let leak,
Provide me knowledge to serve as succor.
I'm lost and do not know what I should seek.