Careers, however

Barely old enough to drink
Do you not think I am too young?
Little more than a child
In a woman's body.

You say my choices are limitless
But how can this be so?
Anything in the world, you say.
But what?! I just don't know.

The fact that as a child
I was pressured to decide
The future laid ahead of me
How... was their a choice?

Hiding like a coward
In the bosom of education
Afraid to step out and
Experience it all.

Even now, at my tender age
I do not know where I am
Or where I come from, how can I know
Which way I am headed, also?

Any job in the world, you say
With no real help at all
I do not know, tis my choice
But I do not wish to fail.

So now as a young adult
I will take a general path
Something that will help me out
No matter where I walk.

To develop the skills I basically have
And take the safest path
I still cannot decide just what I want
So I will attempt to make this last.

Or perhaps, I'll take that apprenticeship.