Sometimes
Why does it seem
that we’re so good at extremes,
one side then next,
it swings and it all gets wrecked.
Order is great,
but too much and we stagnate,
chaos is bad,
but without it we can’t laugh.
It’s fun to go mad,
it’s fun to go mad,
it’s fun to go mad
…sometimes.
It’s cool to be square,
it’s cool to be square,
it’s cool to be square
…sometimes.
A jock and a nerd,
ignored and then heard,
I’ll rule and I’ll serve
…sometimes.
A bit of all things,
The balance it brings
is liberating
…most times.
It’s always seemed,
or at least it did to me,
blending it all
is what will put off our fall.
It’s a tightrope,
fall off and you’re laid low,
but you must try,
to be one thing is a lie.
It’s fun to go mad,
it’s fun to go mad,
it’s fun to go mad
…sometimes.
It’s cool to be square,
it’s cool to be square,
it’s cool to be square
…sometimes.
A jock and a nerd,
ignored and then heard,
I’ll rule and I’ll serve
…sometimes.
A bit of all things,
the balance it brings
is liberating
…most times.
But the hard part,
achieving this is an art,
how much each way
is something few can say.
The balance to set,
nobody has mastered it yet,
some less, some more,
at the least we won’t be bored!
It’s fun to go mad,
it’s fun to go mad,
it’s fun to go mad
…sometimes.
It’s cool to be square,
it’s cool to be square,
it’s cool to be square
…sometimes.
A jock and a nerd,
ignored and then heard,
I’ll rule and I’ll serve
…sometimes.
A bit of all things,
the balance it brings
is liberating
…most times.
Copyright ©
David Welch
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