The Middle

If I was old I might have it together
Or if I was young that would be my excuse
But either extreme seems so easy to be
And I'm somewhere in the middle

Too young to act like there's wisdom inside of my head
And too old to not care if its there
The pendulum swings to each end well defined
And I'm somewhere in the middle

So tell me when will I know where I fit into the scheme of things
Cuz right now I'm not even sure if I belong
The cracks are wide and it seems I just keep on falling in between
Please tell me I'm wrong
Please tell me I'm wrong

Its too late to back out of this race that we started
But it seems like the finish is light years ahead
So all I can ask is that you walk next to me
Here somewhere in the middle