You know what stinks?
Constantly trying and failing.
Knowing you can do something..but not well enough to go anywhere.
Not knowing who you are,
and everytime your close to finding out,
the pieces get lost all over again.
When perfection comes along,
takes you by the hand,
and then just drops it and runs away.
When the word bubbles over your head,
seem to fill,
but no sound will come out of your mouth.
When you've had way more than your fill,
and more just keeps coming your way.
When your riding your bike,
and the handle breaks off..
leaving you to ride your bike with just peddals
and nowhere to turn.