Coming Home
In college things get crazy
Friends get weird
People change
Things change
And you get lazy
You are so busy looking at others
You stop looking at yourself
One must reflect on oneself.
In a city
Life is busy
It gets you dizzy
You do the most that you can
You say yes, yes ,yes
Even if those things are all at the same time
Next thing you know, you have no time.
You miss high school
When you didn’t care about being cool
So home you go
Just wanting to watch your show
Then next thing you know
You are home
There you are
There is your family
There are stories
There are scars
They are fascinated by all the things you have done
They act like you have won
But you have not
You are still in battle
As you run looking at the cattle
You see the sun
You really feel like there is someone
You walk as if there is someone to talk
But, it is just you on that walk
You run a little faster
Making your way past the trees
It puts you on your knees, stretching
The stress, the business, the loneliness
But wait.
You are never alone
Even if no one has shown
You have yourself
So, dust off that shelf
Remember that girl you were
Find that girl
That drive
That power
This is the hour
You are now a woman
The sun is shining
Stop that walking
Put your feet forward toward
Who knows, who cares?
Who dares to look past the woman on the side of the street moving forward.
Home you come. Recharged.