Before It Is Done

i don't know what i am doing and i've never known
i am this leaf that floats along
always carried by a breeze that isn't mine
and now i stand before this open pit
and i can't tell what is inside
one moment it is bright and ready for me
and with a blink it is dark and too deep, i think
what i want-is it for a perfect world
am i thinking my strengths too strong
i used to doubt myself constantly. never giving hope
and now here i am and where is my fear
it all comes back around and i need to figure out
what i am doing...before it is done.