I close my eyes and I let go
Of opportunities that pass me by
Though mildly depressed I will not cry.
Thinking of those awful days
Lost and confused in a maze
The provoking pressure
The endless stress
No scale could measure
Oh what a mess.
My past I assess
Failed attempts to fly
To "be fruitful and multiply"
I wonder why.
They tell me to give it time, but I don't
Refuse to accept the truth so I won't.
No thanks for dinner, not even a good night kiss
I tried going for the winner...
Swing and a miss!
But time will flow
So I let go
Of all the pain held up inside
And anxiety that is soon to follow
As I look forward to tomorrow.
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