Day of future

With the war raging inside
All the problems left untamed
Creating fear and doubt

We are to turn our vision
On the golden door ahead
And make the decision
That will change what is now

How can they expect us to know
Or have the ability to choose wisely
Although we  regret to admit, we are young

These years of age has brought little wisdom, we struggle to thrive even under parental wings, even in save boundaries we sometimes lack the responsibility to complete dismal tasks

And yet our sources of guidance, who has what seems like decades of built wisdom, overwhelm us with this task, sets us free and casts us into the deep end of the world

We are left with the golden key to the golden door, all that the remains are the small and futile stages of judgment we have to pass, futile it seems when your sight is aligned, but let it not fool u to be useless  

The time has come to make or break
From here on in we build our own future

May we set sail on the see of opportunity, and may it bring kind winds.

Lord, be our shining star to guide us through the darkest night

Let fear not overcome you in the adventures that the future brings