I'm taking awkward clumsy steps
through life
with weary legs carrying me
up broken trails
I'm running from myself
can't face it
I've had a dozen "eureka" moments
but my life doesn't change
I'm the only one who can change me
that's why I stay the same
plodding through life half broken
with shards of a heart left broken
Probably just out of focus
with too much I
but I'm not changing
is it my destiny to *fail?
Clumsy me can't change me. Half broken, I fail.
"... Come to me, all who labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you, and learn from me, for I am gentle and lowly in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy, and my burden is light.”