Shelley

Shelley
The Author

Sunday, August 21, 2011

Reintroduced

When life introduced me to you, it also reintroduced me to myself
This doesn’t mean you’re the one
But you caused my security knot to be undone
Now I’m questioning everything that I ever known
Telling myself to just hang up the phone
He is washed up, with all of his washed up dreams
But then he makes it look easier then it seems
To drop your entire life and live for the moment
But reality is way too potent
Is the entire universe conspiring with me?
I’m fragile and regret cuts me deeply
I want to be like Spike and do the right thing
Should I be like Mike and trade the jump shot for the swing?
There must be something I can master
But then I cover the insecurity with laughter
It doesn’t matter
Telling me I can be anything is just his way to flatter
I’ll stick to crunching numbers and commonplace meetings
Going to and from work, crowded subway, no seating
A little bitter because your life is where I would have seen myself
This doesn’t mean you the one
Just another tangled web has been spun
I don’t want to sabotage my present, but how else can I win
I don’t want to sabotage us, when I dig within
You reintroduced me to me, hi, it’s nice to meet you
I took a good look at myself and said ‘it’s a competition, and I think that I can beat you’

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