Who am I? What shall I do?
What steps should I take?
What choice should I make?
Very many questions but very few answers
Minute after minute, hour after hour
They say I am young and that I don’t know
And that I won’t know until I grow
But this silence can only depress
When my mind tells me “NO!” but my body says “YES!”
Where’s the little boy who was always so happy?
Content to be with his mum and daddy
In a world of his own with no yesterday
No tomorrow either, just a long and happy today
Nature has taken him away and left in his place
This teenager who is worried about pimples on his face
This youngster who is trying to be
Just like the male soccer stars he sees on T.V.
This youngster who talks big in front of his friends
While deep down he’s just as scared as any of them
Suddenly, it’s important to impress the girls
And when they come and talk to him, it’s the ultimate joy
He’s heard that it’s important to hold back and be coy
But how does one avoid being used as a toy?
And so now you see all I need is the truth
Plain and uncensored, raw and real and maybe even crude
Which is the path to discovery?
What are my potentials?
Do I really need to hurry?
Am I really special?
How can I be useful, I mean to others and myself?
Why all these questions, in fact why am I so bothered?
From the look on your face I know you don’t have all the answers
But if you’ll just begin by putting my fears aside,
I’ll be calm to take things as they come
I’ll be brave enough to aim for the sun
I’ll be your guest if you put me at rest
I’ll do my best to pass every test
I’ll be the very best of me that I can ever be
My tomorrow begins now with whatever you’ll say to me