I look around
and see results, success,
and new beginings
Yet where i stand
i taste delay, hesitance,
and uncertainty.
Those beside me
bound for no where
seem happy
here,
painting themselves to the pavement
of street corners,
carving themselves in back allies,
and making themselves worth while.
But trapped in this town
of colorless walls
no street signs light my way
and ive somehow slipped
three blocks backwards
from the place i stumbled
countless times before.
