Floating, in an ever endless ocean One where people are telling me my devotion to succeed is probably better left unspoken Dreams, rising to the surface Tears spill as words are unfocused Hoping for better days, just a bit more recognition Anxiety taking over, I can feel time kicking Mind is on the ready, body on the precipice of failure. One step too far you're either flying or flailing. Not good enough for the indies, means I'll never make it upstream. I should drown in reality, sanity is rooted at the surface. Insane from the complaints of those who make me nervous. I deserve this. Clarity like a field goal, running from the it all, I'm afraid to hit the endzone Gravity pulling at my neck, they tell me come down to Earth But I don't want to land. This isn't my land. & you aren't my people. Lost in the stars, that's where I'm truly an equal. Here, I'm a no good lazy human destined to fail at everything she's doing. At least that's what they tell me For the life of me, I just want to see things clearly.
Tyffeni Brianna N. Cooper
