I'm busy...but feel lonely
I'm smart...but have moments of stupidity
I jump, I hop, sometimes I skip, only in my mind.
I'm tired...always always tired.Grasping for words...something intangible.
I can't hold them, I can't use them, they just are.
In the end, so am I.
I just am.

Pushed

Moving moving moving....quicker, faster, pausing for a moment.
Breathing a sigh of relief...questioning the place, but relishing the moment.

Life is moving, inertia is pushing. Reaching out, trying to hold, trying to move. I'm stretched to thin...arms spread wide, heart searching and open -- tightening, closed.

A state of transition pulls, pushes, separates a person. Growing and expanding, yet categorized at the same time.

new places, new people, but NOT a new me....