I made a mistake
Am running late
When I thought I had it under control

But wait,
Nothing’s really under control
It’s only what’s done
Or not done
That creates order
Or disorder


Slowly surely
I try to build and re-build
But if I have to bend
Too far
I will break

Or have to change

Decide
Stay
Or go
But don’t be complicit

And regret it
Forever