The perfect moment never really exists.
My thoughts look for it, but fail miserably.
That correct action is a dreamland story.
My reality questions it daily.
Approval is for the faint hearted, the wild are never tamed.
Simple is the easy escape.
Try the complicated, it’s always worth it.
I write a ballad at times, but music fails me over and over again.
Calmly I strike out my goals,
But somehow this list never ends.