SECOND GUESSES

Am I fighting what's right
And loving what's wrong?
Am I in the place I do or don't belong?
Who's to say what's good for me?
I wish there was a path
I could clearly see.
Because I don't know
where to go.
I don't know
which colors to show.
I want to trust
this wind that blows.
The wind I follow
where ever it goes.
I want to trust
my instinct within.
But that's something
I've yet to know how
to begin.

[you think you understand? but you're unaware of the spin.]