Some days I think about the past, and what made me think we’d always last
When life’s uncertain, like red wine in a glass
And I’m wondering is it half full or half empty?
Though there’s plenty, an abundance, more than twenty
Of thoughts rushing at any given time.
They will appear, never clear. And I’m trying to see, I’m trying to hear.
Flickering like a static television in my mind.
They’re stuck and unaligned
On this need to be kind, to pay it forward, and not fall behind
But when I try to unwind, it never happens…
Because I’m focused on this guilt that I need to give more
That I’m never doing enough, that I need to explore,
Open more doors, love and adore…
Before my resentment, grabs hold. Starts a war.
I try to understand, get beyond myself, find a way out
A way to erase the doubt that shouts, “You’re always gonna fail!”
So I’m working on tuning out that voice
Because it’s a conscious choice
To sing and rejoice,
Seeking only the positive.
I'll choose to live,
To forget and forgive
I'll choose to love…
Never push, never shove
And always grab hold of the belief that there’s something above
That will guide me in the right direction.
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