Twists And Turns
Here I am, sashaying through circles
Of convoluted circumstance
With one foot still stuck in my comfort zone
And the other one, skinny-dipping in happenstance
I really thought I was at home,
No more would I ever feel the need to roam...
(Hmmmm. Oh yeah? Fat chance)
They told me I should be prepared
To possibly alter my perceptions
Something,
That never, ever,
Had been my intention
But with change, comes uncertainty
And with uncertainty, hesitation
(Hesitation? Hesitation is my middle name)
And so?
Am I now destined
To follow yesterday’s voice?
And should I even bother holding on?
But what would be my other choice?
Do I dare to delve into
The shadowy implications
Of these unknown songs?
(Like hey, I don't even know the melodies)
Welcome to my crazy mixed up world
That is subject to whims of unexpected change,
Filled with the familiar, and yet, bathed in strange
Still, beyond the horizon, I see hope begin to flicker
Perhaps if I were a little bolder,
I could catch on a little quicker.
But, for the moment, I’ll struggle on…
Holding things together, while traveling along,
And I’ll be trying real hard to learn
All these topsy-turvy words
To this whimsical world
Of ever changing songs
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