Future Point

I stand numb at the base of my tree
My future takes the form of branches
Spreading out, melancholy
With the leaves, each a seperate destiny
I begin to climb up to the unknown
Remembering moments and advice i've been shown
Life that the tree holds is reflected in my mind
All of the people and situations in my life
I stop to ponder the length of a branch
Will the next move be my last
The outcomes of descisions not yet made
Options are the bain of my life they say
Forgetting the indecisiveness I stagger on
Where will this take me, what path am I on
Can I start again if the move was wrong
Go back to branch 1 where it all began
Be a different me from the one that I am
Lose, gain it's always the same
The same game with the same rules
Just a different character with the same soul
Playing to win even if they should lose
I might as well ignore the tree
For all I know it may not be good for me
To know when the big choices are to be made
These are the ones I worry over day after day
So forget the tree and concentrate on me
Take each day as my last because it always is and will be
The future has been written in the leaves and dreams
Shocking as it is, if you understand this it leads to serenity
And the path to happiness and fulfillment gleams