Your life is a river, and you are a dam
You’re in your dinghy, paddling madly upstream
You’ve gone over the waterfall, and you’re hanging onto a vine for dear life
In the fluidity of existence, you have gummed up your works.
Your life is a one way street and everyone is honking at you
The crosswalk is lit green and you’re standing on the same side of the street
You’re broken down in rush hour traffic
The direction of your life is not waiting for your fear to be conquered much longer.
Your life is a ticking clock and time is running out
To fight your future and your happiness is absolutely futile
Time will not reverse and there is no undoing what has happened
Now is the time to release your grip on all that should be left in the past.