It used to be simple,
but life is not a freebie.
Now I find myself searching,
but people cannot see me.
I'm learning all the facts,
but my memory is whack.
I am right on time,
but I am right off track.
What is time anyway?
You ever thought of that?
I put myself before the clock,
so I'm next up to bat.
I take a swing and I dream
about life as a welcome mat.
If more people opened up,
then everyone would think like that.
Cut my hair for something fresh,
so I don't have to spend the cash.
Working hard to carry on,
remembering just where I'm at.
So much stress in each chapter,
but please don't ever look back.
Life is full of hope and darkness,
nothing is ever exact.