Energy Well Wasted
I stare at it and
hesitate
I want it but I
pause
I aspire to what it represents,
but I hold my
self back
It is not the same
But it is similar
I am not quite
ready not yet what
I want to be
I still struggle
I still fight
Some days I
even drown
Other days it’s as if
we are one
The philosophy, the reality, me