
I need to move forward, to grow, to change. I need to be a better person, but I don't want to be. I don't try, because I just can't seem to care enough. Does that make me horrible? Progress doesn't make perfect.
Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Words: 185 - Reviews: 2 - Published: 04-20-11 - Status: Complete - id: 2909146
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I think that I need
To get a little perspective
But I don't really know
how to start
I have all these words
that motivate and inspire
But none of them reach
To my heart
I have all these reasons
To be happy and active
But I'm faulty
And can't seem to care
I can't talk to strangers
In person, to make friends
Old warnings make me think
"Do you dare?"
I have all these things
That I have to do now
But I shrug and say
"I'll do them tomorrow"
When will I learn?
Is it possible to change?
Or will it all end
In sorrow?
I know that I need
To get some perspective
To improve
But I can't when I try
I know that I need to
But it seems so impossible
I would give you a reason
But I just don't know why.
I don't know what I need
To gain perspective?
What will that help?
And how?
I'm guessing I need
To start moving forward
No excuses
Right here
Right now.
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