Often at times, there’s a struggle inside
A part of me that can’t sit still
It squirms and it wiggles
Antsy to move on
To bigger and better things
But then there’s this blob
That won’t move at all
And sits and digs its heels in
Stuck like a lump
No changes will it make
It’s just too much work
To balance them both
And figure it all out
What to change and what to keep same
It’s an endless task
To fulfill each act
Like walking an endless balance beam
9/18/14 - ALJ
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