Future?

What do I want?
Do I even know?
Should I stay...
or should I go...

Do I even care
what else is out there -
Just moving along
with the wind and a prayer...

I used to think
there was something for me -
I used to have dreams
I was able to see...

A future so bright
I would wish on a star -
I had so many hopes
that I actually went far...

from an underage mother
with my sweet child in tow -
Yet, I still believed
how could I know...

That it would never happen
I would never have a place -
Maybe my future
is not in the rat race.