My hands are shaking <br />as I´m leaving home, <br />the future lies in the dark <br />and is scaring me. <br /> <br />I don´t know what´s waiting for me, <br />at the end of the street or the day. <br />I am the one to make the decision, <br />which way to go. <br /> <br />Only a few seconds pass by, <br />then I´m stepping back into the house. <br /> <br />Another untold story of my life.<br /><br />Nadine Hock<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/untold-story/
