Limitations

I reach for this,

but somehow I always grab that,

yesterday seems so far away,

almost as if it didn't happen,

but yet here I am;

so I know it did;

if you listen to those (who know),

everything but rational thought,

is nothing but mild schizophrenia,

just a mad attempt to escape

this one-way train ride on which

we all ride;

meanwhile;

children grow old,

slowly dying along the way,

as childhood dreams give way,

to grown up nightmares,

yet somehow,

we all find a way,

to travel down this narrow,

winding road;

when people criticize,

they usually reveal their own

limitations.

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