My eyes see you so they think
'I want to be you' my heart speaks
Alone I sit as time passes by
Wanting and hoping for it to begin.
Will I choose you, as you have me?
I didn't ask, there was no move
Thrust into life to perform a dance
Unchoreographed and unrehearsed.
Alone we come in, alone we depart
In between so many come through and pass
Anyone of them could be the one
To end it all or start anew
So many risks to consider to face
how can I move with this much fear?
Held in place it all moves on
Is it fair to place us here?
What is gone moves among us still
Ghosts of the past at the wheel
Leading our feet where they have been
All is worn, nothing comes fresh
Repeated and mutated and packaged again
Hoping for something to fall in lap
Unable to act, unable to turn back
Stuck in the middle, glued in place.
All that once was will come once again
The curves just illusion, all is straight
Laid out in front no options to choose
Unable and unwilling to make better use
Dreaming so big yet acting so small
I want it all but is all I deserve?
Should I first serve before seeking more?
Another door, no foot to put in.
Should it all come around over
Can I do better than what I have done?
I may not have chosen the life I received
but where it leads is mine to discover
Own it all or hand it on to another
Turn the handle or pick the lock
Giving up is an option we all face
But so is giving it another knock.
Taraz
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