So first, the prompt.
I want to stay.
I want to leave.
Should I stay?
Should I leave?
Can I stay?
Can I leave?
There's amazing possibilities if I stay.
There's an incredible opportunity if I leave.
I'm stuck on a pendulum.
Going back and forth.
Back and forth.
Some moments I'm so sure,
Until the momentum drops,
And I'm swinging back to the other side.
I'm not so sure.
I'm a free spirit:
A wild bird, soaring with the wind.
And yet I long for home.
Is this home?
Will I ever know for sure?
Shall I build a nest?
Or shall I fly away?
Will I ever know for sure?
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