I Get It

I Get It

By Shaire Blythe

Thursday, August 18, 2016

False high, oh my, Not again

Did I not learn last time?

I need to be still

My everything's a mess, I admit

Need to take two steps away from here

Gotta find my ground without you around

I might just figure me out

With time, funny thing I've learned, there's no such thing as ready

So if I'm not steady, does that just mean I'm where I'm not meant to be?

Grasping on to what I make believe

At times, I rather take off and leave

Don't know what I would find, but anything has to be better than staying

I get it, the rhythm of patience

I get it, the shifting of ones movement

Hurts like hell, but I can't blame

Wishing I can catch on to another south-bound train

Too high, No business being here

I shouldn't have learned from last time

But I still wouldn't be still