Unsure

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I’m not sure what I should be doing,

Is there anything wrong with doing nothing?

As long as I fulfill my obligations,

And what are they exactly?

Just the things that I must do

Or just the things I should,

Beyond avoiding pain or despair

What are my obligations?

Who cares if I don’t know

What would be better if I did,

Should I at least become convinced

By some force of my ambition?

Idleness or adulation

Of something I don’t have

And when I hold it in my hands

What have I really done?

Who can tell if that’s what matters

More than the things I had to do

Or the person doing it has made me?

At least something is different.

Does that make me something new

Exactly what is better?

It’s done now and I’m still unsure

Of what I should be doing.