The sign

I wish life would come with a sign. Because if I am going the wrong way. How do I know? When life keeps throwing things at me? But I don't know how much natives keep pushing me down. But I won't sit down and wish away my tears. Today, I took a step back because there was no sign. Then, a feeling of hopelessness comes over me. So, I doubt my decision in life. I am feeling a sign of regard. Because life threw me hard balls. So I keep missing those signs. I am too busy looking for red flags. Stop me from thinking positively. So now I second-guess myself because tomorrow is a promise. I am putting myself first before anyone. Do not worry about what people think. But I have to go back to the beginning when life made sense. Because now I am stuck with two worlds. Only one is my destination. The other one is back from the past. But the one who led me to open doors. So I can see what is in front of me. What is behind me won't stop me from my diction. So now I wait for the sign. To lead me to the correct destination. So now my life is my road map. God will always be my GPS. So I won't have to stop being me.