Lifes Beginnings

I was at the start
Nervous and afraid
Waiting for the time to start
Looking feverishly at the path ahead
It's almost time to start...

A few practice rounds

Which we call childhood
And pre-teen years
Time grows short at end to the beginning
The bell chimes
We ready ourselves for this race

No going back...
You only have one chance

Time to race
The bell rings again
Everyone's down a different path

The question is

Which path do you go down?
At lifes beginnings