21
So here I am,
21 and completely clueless.
I'm running at it fast,
Trying to reach, but where to and how fast?
Am I headed in the right direction,
wrong direction,
off the beaten path,
or going nowhere at all?
I feel like I'm burning out,
But the fire is all in my head.
I'm rushing and fighting for everything I want and can't reach yet.
I want you too, but I don't know what to do.
I have no strategy,
No quick 1, 2.
No hiding, no intentional getting in front of you.
I've been given some advice,
But what advice changes the heart and someone's aim?
Because the enemy keeps attacking and maiming.
I can't disappear
Can only run away for so long before it's my own un-appearing.
I see the goals and prizes for the taking,
But are they mine to take or be taken from?
Do I only push to bend my limits,
Or am I willing to break them,
And with them, what limits me?
Trying to fly like the Wright brothers,
But my wings melting like Icarus and his light bothers.
The bothers I see bother none other.
I try to shine that light none bother,
To see what's being shown and exposed.
I guess the light that was shone didn't improve anything,
but added to what everyone thought was gone.
No matter how much it makes a comeback,
People keep throwin it back, "What's gone is gone!"
Thank God for the fight we can jump into,
To show who we are and learn who we're not.
21 and completely clueless.
I'm running at it fast,
Trying to reach, but where to and how fast?
Am I headed in the right direction,
wrong direction,
off the beaten path,
or going nowhere at all?
I feel like I'm burning out,
But the fire is all in my head.
I'm rushing and fighting for everything I want and can't reach yet.
I want you too, but I don't know what to do.
I have no strategy,
No quick 1, 2.
No hiding, no intentional getting in front of you.
I've been given some advice,
But what advice changes the heart and someone's aim?
Because the enemy keeps attacking and maiming.
I can't disappear
Can only run away for so long before it's my own un-appearing.
I see the goals and prizes for the taking,
But are they mine to take or be taken from?
Do I only push to bend my limits,
Or am I willing to break them,
And with them, what limits me?
Trying to fly like the Wright brothers,
But my wings melting like Icarus and his light bothers.
The bothers I see bother none other.
I try to shine that light none bother,
To see what's being shown and exposed.
I guess the light that was shone didn't improve anything,
but added to what everyone thought was gone.
No matter how much it makes a comeback,
People keep throwin it back, "What's gone is gone!"
Thank God for the fight we can jump into,
To show who we are and learn who we're not.
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