One Foot Ahead

My feet have a mind of their own 

Through a great field of thoughts I roam

In many  directions I have wandered

While in my head decisions pondered

If the destination is worth the course I set

But staying in motion I mustn’t fret

Banding with others can be quite wholesome

But I prefer to walk in my lonesome

With advice from people I may stray

So I trust my feet will find my way