repeatedly

how am i going to make it right?

this desired constellation

time & space
a collison
in the trainwreck
of my mind

i've got one here
and i've got one there
but where i stand
is most unclear

the shape of my future
has no form
i have contractors
but no winning bid

so this is life
slave to time

i want to be
on the other side
of the world

i want make
a fucking difference
but the bong
and credit card
debt don't help it

do i give up on
finding passion in life
and settle to be
a hum drum kind of wife?

will i ever be satisfied
will i ever achieve
that nirvana state of mind?

still young
still hoping
it lays like
a road in front of me

tampa has yet to
bring that
golden opportunity

one
foot
in
front
of
the
other

i cant wait
for the world
i cant
aimlessly trip
i must have
a grip

something to hold on to

why do i have
to be a divided soul
kind of cusped sign?
what did i leave
unfinished
in a past life?

i reckon
this is my life
this time
i am the only
one
who can make it right