I sit at the same table
Drinking the same tea
Nothing here has changed
Or everything, but me.
I feel not overwhelmed
Nor accomplished- nor ashamed.
Time is moving forward
And I feel so unchanged.
I'm numb to my accomplishments
Nothing is defined.
All I've ever worked for
Is just a paper someone signed.
While this world is moving forward
I don't know what I'm doing.
I know what it is I'm trying
And I know what I'm pursuing
But I'm lonely in this calmness.
I'm lonely sipping tea.
I just wish this ever changing world
Would sit and sip with me