so, i have this friend, she's probably the only person who's eyes have ever graced this page, but i'm going to write as if they haven't been. she said that she would like to see me write one poem everyday for a month, and, i can't guarantee that i will always, because my life is extremely busy right now, but i'll try :)
running out of time
My heart and my mind can never agree.
Logic and desire,
a raging battle inside of me.
I always had time,
push things off until i decided to make it all fit and rhyme.
But now i'm approaching the end,
the curtains are closing,
should i exit stage right or stage left?
I wish i could see the future,
see exactly who i'm supposed to be,
set myself free.
Too many what if's.
What if i choose wrong?
What if i don't make it?
If i settled, would i be happy?
Or at least able to fake it?
Do i follow my dreams,
or do i follow certainty?
I'm not strong enough to declare sovereignty!
Somebody, please,
tell me what to do,
tell me where to go.
They all want answers,
now now now.
But I stare blankly at them,
how how how?
How do i decide?
When every day my mind and heart divide?
So which do i follow?
My mind, which makes perfect sense,
maybe i'll get that white picket fence.
Or my heart, filled with that little child,
who's dreams are so naive and wild.
The answer is clear,
but there's still the impenetrable fear.
I could rob myself of everything I've ever wanted,
the most heinous, safest, easiest crime,
I need to choose,
and i'm running out of time.
there, it sucks. but it's there :)
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