We all have an agenda
An ulterior motive
That will give us
What we want
But
Not what we need
We all have a backstory
A path that took a detour
A wrong turn
A deviation
And here we are.
And
How many chances
Do we get
To find our way
Can we send up a flare
To say
Here I am
Please save me from
My own mistakes
Lift me up
And pull me out
I’m lost inside the choices
I have made