Tick tock

Sometimes i can't help but question my actions.
A year older. A year wiser (supposedly)
Am i running away from life?
But then, am i not the one who define it?
In my head, there's these ideals.
Though i'm seriously losing motivation to pursue it.

and they say i was always the one most driven in whatever i chose to do.
maybe that's just the problem.
i still can't quite decide/choose?