Nomad

I see a fork down in the road And I can tell I won't find home either way I go A vessel housing kindred wars My mind embracing what's in store for better or worse "Give in. Why won't you listen to what's been written?" This single question is why I live Someone take me by the hand Give me direction, I've been longing all my life Someone help me understand The voice of reason to divulge what's wrong and right The black and white mix into gray The opposing forces tend to fray, but they keep me sane As I am pulled between extremes I know time is counting down on me I need room to breathe My life on the line I know it's time To make up my mind Just give me a sign Someone take me by the hand Give me direction, I've been longing all my life Someone help me understand The voice of reason to divulge what's wrong and right If the man I'm supposed to be is certain Why do I feel like my future isn't written in stone? Tell me, where do I find home? The day that I was born My destiny told me The safe road that I'm banking on Is where I belong But now I'm grown I'm not a perfect soul I'd say I'm more lost than most I'm breaking the mold, but broken and torn The truth that I believe I wear on different sleeves The threads I have sewn have left me alone Because no one will ever take my hand I'm left to venture on my own to find the light No one will ever understand The path I choose means that the other is denied If the man I'm supposed to be is certain Why do I feel like my future isn't written in stone? Tell me, where do I find home?