Wish I knew what I wanted
Flimsy aspirations – I’m haunted.
Ghastly inflection and white complexion;
Heart wound up like a vine – complex.
And hope for the future, but a vapor.
The straight-and-narrow, but that line’s tapered.
It’s funny – an 18 year old dreamed,
While the quarter-century feels creamed.
Life blown right out of the sails;
Punishing blows – thunderous hails.
Checked the check-lists
But never checked this –
I’ll take the check, please.
So there’s things I wish I knew,
Like who I’ll be when I meet you.
The journey’s long and trial’s hard;
I’ll always be your Wildcard.