Confused

stormy day. and i don't want to get to work.

the gloomier the day is, the gloomier i get.

this is crazy. im confused on what to do with me, with my future.

i can't stop thinking about all the possibilities. or the impossibilities.

i don't want to be in a rush, but i have to be aggressive about it.

or i'll get left behind by my dreams.

oh please, my God, show me the way.