The Plan

The days begin to mold into one another
The people become one, sister and brother
Meaning gets lost in the chaos of it all
My footing begins to fail as I fall
Nothing seems to make sense anymore
There is no inner voice, no encore
The simple things in life are now complicated
I look back and now feel cheated
This entire struggle, all this strife
Was this pathetic result really my life?
The plan now seems to have gone awry
Realization comes over me; I sit and cry
I am paralyzed by what seems to be the truth
Oh what I would give to have the innocence of youth
To look at the world and only see opportunity
To have that ignorant view, if I could only be so lucky
From here on out I dare to take a vow
Take one day at a time, live life now
Screw the ultimate plan
From here on out I swear to be a free woman
No more struggle over what I can’t change
Go for it, no looking back, no looking downrange
I make my own future; I make my own past
This life I will outlast!