I’m here all alone,
With nothing to cheer for and everything to fear.
I sit back pondering about what I could have done,
But not thinking about what can be done.
There’s no one but me to blame,
I’m so stubborn, I’m so naïve.
Caught between dreams and reality,
I sit back, but am squirming in anxiety.
So much to do but so little time,
Dozens of people there are to please.
Amazed by my own inefficiency,
I wonder how so many expectations are there of me.
I like to do nothing but ponder, but
I realize now that is a time for choice.
A choice of leading life your own way,
Or, life leading you in its ownway.
And all I’ll do now is ponder……
