Indecision



I want to be an artist

     But lack the artists eye

And cannot draw a decent thing

     No matter how I try



I want to make great music

     With no musician's ear

The notes that I would string along

     No one would want to hear



I want to be a diplomat

     To solve some worldwide strife

Or save a damsel in distress

     And guard her with my life



Where do I devote my time?

     To think gives me the blues

So many things I want to do

     Which one do I choose?



I must have some creative force

     Hidden deep inside.

I'm sure that I could change the world

     If I could just decide.
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