a poem about the difficulty in growing up |
Round and round I go My brain thinking to and fro I think I like this, not sure about that Why not the other, or more than that Contemplating thinking, trying to decide, What should I do in this hurling tide? Of thoughts and questions, wants and desires The more I think the more I tire The things I can do, the things I have done Where I want to be and how to have fun What lies next I am not sure But no matter what I will be secure I stand firm nothing can shake me Not matter how hard they try and make me I will choose my own way and figure out Just what my life is really about Round and round I go My brain is thinking to and fro I am moving towards this, not thinking about that To heck with the other as a matter of fact I have contemplated thought and have decided Now the hurling tide has subsided. My thoughts eased, my questions answered Chasing my wants and following desire The things I will do have yet to be done Greatness is mine, I will show everyone What comes next, I’m still not sure But that’s what a great adventure is for Here I go, I finally jump in My head is under, now its time to swim |