As I fall asleep at night
Thinking 'what will become of me?'
Of what I once could've been
A future I'll never see
If my life was different
If I'd taken another track
Where exactly would I be?
There's no point looking back.
Would I be a successful student?
Would I have this many friends?
Or would I have been worse off,
Stuck on all the road's bends
I guess the grass is always greener
Though you never know for sure
But you're always taking chances
When you walk through open doors...
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