What shall I do I can’t decide.

to stay indoors or go outside.

Should I go or should I stay,

in early morn or late of day.

 

Choices choices all day long,

are they right or are they wrong.

Choices left and choices right,

through the day, or through the night.

 

It’s up or down or either side,

which way to go, each way I’ve tried.

I could go this way, maybe that,

or stay right here – just where I’m at.

 

For nearly always there's a doubt

should I stay in - should I go out?,

And should I go by light of day,   

or in night’s darkness; should I pray?

        

For that’s the trouble - dark or light,

no shades of grey, just black or white.

And nothing's ever what it seems,

you're left to choose between extremes.

 

This way you'll win, that way you'll lose,

so tell me please why I must choose.

There’s nothing certain, short or tall,

to sink or swim, to rise or fall.

 

So if I can't just come or go;

I'll flip a coin and then I'll know.

But will 'Heads' tell me what to do?

or will 'Tails' say, it's up to you?

 

But come or go one thing’s for sure,

that either way it’s less or more.

The more you learn the less you’ll know,

and the more you live, there’s less to go.