Progress
Am I being too picky?
Or just plain indecisive.
Sometimes I can't say why my mind just won't quit.
I have pain in my heart,
but hope on my mind,
That one day I'll learn how to find peace inside.
I try hard to work it,
but the world is no picnic.
Filled with people who will do anything to play tricks.
But I must stay focused,
and keep moving forward.
No time to think twice,
progress is in order.
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