Not Knowing What I'll Be

Soon I'm leaving high school,
Not knowing what to do.
Theres many careers out there,
How ever will I choose?

Not knowing what I'm good at,
How will I succeed?
Someone take my hand,
For I will follow your lead.

Shall I be an accountant,
Adding numbers all day long?
How about a physical therapist,
Helping others become strong?

Real Estate would be fun,
Finding everyone a home.
Or maybe an architect,
Designing the twins a new dome.

I know I may not know now,
About what I'm going to be.
But I'll decide for myself,
And let me become me.