Doors

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These days, I often find myself drowning

In trying to figure out what I want with my life.

There is an overwhelming amount of options

Forme to simply choose just one.

With graduation and my degree arriving

In the extremely near future,

It opens up for me enough opportunities to do

Just about anything I could ever imagine.

Which is just absolutely horrifying for me.

Because of the limited amount of dreams

I've accumulated during my lifetime,

I have no idea what I want to door with my life.

I don't know what kind of job I want

Or where on earth I want to live.

That means literally all the doors are open

And I could go anywhere and do anything

Which causes me immense anxiety

Because all the doors are equally exciting and plausible.

I suppose there is one particular door

that I lean towards more than others

But I can't go through it right now

unless somebody tells me to.

I so desperately want to go through that door

But I can't go through with it until

You give me your blessing.

But you say that now is not a good time.

The door isn't on the table for this moment.

Which is completely fine because

I don't want what lies behind that door

For this one particular moment in time.

I want where it leads.

I want the life that it goes to down the road.

I want the final product.

I want to follow the door that leads me to

Building the rest of my life with you

And you can't build a life overnight.

These things take time.

And I worry if I don't start opening those doors now,

It will be too late by the time your ready

Because I'll have had to open another door

And start to follow another path.

But that's not what i want.

Since I don't have much in the way

Of hopes and dreams to follow,

I want to follow my heart.

I want to follow you.

Tell me I can open the door.

Tell me to follow you.

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