amidst who you are
and who you could be
amidst how it is
and how it should be...

there is a pursuit
and some stories to tell
of shaking hopes
and spaces where you fell...

there isn't a place
where you'd escape and hide
everything pressing against
and the walls on all your side...

you are bleak
cold bruised and sore
but you have to try
try lift yourself up off the floor...

and forget all those
what you feel, what you say
stand up straight to face
it never happened yesterday...