Over the years I have walked through
I have made many a mistake,
Still lost with each new card I drew
Always fighting a rising stake
Despite having lived through it all
Ready, to learn and to evolve
But always my life seems to stall,
‘Round the same errors to revolve,
I embrace it as a newborn
The rare beauties and painful throes
For why give up the feast to crows?
Oh it is this way that one grows,
Of course it was not always so
I dare say that I have matured
However heavens only know
The reasons which my heart captured
I wish and daydream as a child
Of things truly unfeasible
But my ambition remains mild
As at my future I nibble.
More like taking a stroll.