Where Am I Going

Where am I going? And what will I find?
 What's in this grab bag that I call my mind?
 What am I doing alone on the shelf?
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 Ain't it a shame, but there's no one to blame but myself
 Which way is clear when you've lost your way year after year?
 Do I keep falling in love, or just a kick of it?
 Staggering through the thin and thick of it
 Hating each old and tired trick of it
 Know what I am, I'm good and sick of it
 Where am I going? Why do I care?
 Run to the Bronx, or Washington Square
 No matter where I run, I meet myself there
 Looking inside me, what do I see?
 Anger and hope and doubt, what am I all about?
 Where am I going? Where am I going?
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 I meet myself there, looking inside me, what do I see?
 Anger and hope and doubt, what am I all about?
 And where am I going? Where am I going?
 Where am I going?