Reached a dead end
A crowded place
Many there before you
Wondering what to do
Many more will follow you
Not aware like you were
And the many before
Looking at the rear view mirror
The moving traffic going by
Alternating the brakes and gears
Pushing their pedals to the floor
Confidence has got their back door
Wondering how we got there
In the first place
Moving away from the moving traffic
Take a few steps back
Introspection the fuel
Not part of any duel
Nothing is lost relax
Its not a racetrack
Not horses to be Jockeyed
No numbers on our backs
Use the time out
Think it out
Get back on track
Not to win anything back
Dead end thought its lesson
Now time to saddle back