"MOTION"

It's like no matter where we go

Our minds are always getting in our way

One-way traffic becomes two-way

And we find ourselves confused

The right direction unascertained

The wrong one most likely to be tried

And the best one ends up being neither of the two

It's like no matter how far we walk

Jump, fall, reach, drive, fly or run

The actions we take seem only enough to avoid stasis

And we stumble forwards, backwards, sideways

The shift of things raising questions in our heads

The stillness in between unnerving us

And the reasons behind both are just a little ambiguous

It's like no matter what transport we choose

There's some perpetual blockade

A padlock on the door we want to open the most

And we don't try another way; we try to go through it

The logic loses itself to ambition

The impossible becomes overrated

And the only hurdle is suddenly our own apathy for motion

It's like no matter why we make excuses, alibis

All of them begin to break underneath our heels

Because they are weak in the space of defying gravity

To move upward when everything else is pushing us down

The flight is more a climb to reinvent

The route is up to interpretation of different footsteps

And the way is something that can't be found for us, only by us

It's hard though...

When people are always urging us to keep on moving

They say life, it's a system to follow, a straight path

All voices tell us, "Don't stop trying!"

Maybe it's time for them to tell us something else though

Or better yet, nothing at all

To open their eyes

And let us move in our own directions, in our own ways, in our own time

As the path might turn blindly unto itself

Just like the travelers walking it.