Thursday, June 17, 2010

run on. and on.

Perspective is both a curse and an advantage.
Always see the silver lining, but don't get caught being naive.
Realists shoot me down as reality inevitably does.
I've succumb to materialism with my new job
Yet there are bigger things to save for.
Better yet, I'll get bitched at for a waste of money
And in turn, a waste of time.
I try so hard to live up to these expectations
Only to find there's another mountain to climb.
I am so eager to obtain that level of respect
Despite knowing what I need is experience
And some years under my belt.
I'm still the Leo craving attention
Or am I the girl wanting recognition...
From the one person I used to despise?
I feel lost, all-of-a-sudden plunging
Into a whirlwind of emotion and nostalgia.
No.
More like feelings I've pushed away
Until now.
An anxious grasp is forever squeezing
My heart and also my lungs,
Suffocating the air that would provide a pithy relief.
I am capable of looking ahead
And estimating what I desire to happen.
I am also capable of possessing enough
Ambition to get me to that point.
Only now do I suffer
From the doubt or set-backs.
I just need to keep on pushing,
Hoping I'll pass the mountains
And make it to peaceful hills.
Who knows, they're could be a
Beautiful lake there.


Complacent.