PRIORITIES
I remember the time when I
Would have quickly jumped at the chance
To be the first one at the dance
Today, it’s just not wise
I remember the time when I
Would have been the first one in the line
Regardless of the time
Now, I see with cautious eyes
I’ve got some stipulations
Concerning situations
And some things can’t go back
To the way they used to be
I’ve had some time to ponder
The spell that I’ve been under
And now that it’s been broken
I have to do what’s best for me
I remember the time when I
Would just go along to get along
Pushing back, somehow, always seemed wrong
Agreeable is “nice”
I remember the time when I
Would have waited patiently to find
If sacrifices were a waste of time
Quiet exits would always suffice
I’ve got some strong opinions
Some things you can depend on
To take and take; manipulate
Relieve you of your voice
I’ve learned I have to speak up
Know when to say “That’s enough”
I hope that you can do it, too
You always have a choice
Why do we aim to please
And stress ourselves into dis-ease
Over things already known
To put our best interests last?
Lately, more and more
I sense a shift, and I am sure
I’m not the only one who’s questioned—
Just how “normal” was the past?
I remember the time when I
Wouldn’t have considered all the ways
I could better spend my hours and days
Why must I do anything at all?
I remember the time when I
Didn’t have a thought, a goal, a plan
Chin up; just to do the best I can
And tried to answer every call
I’ve got a revelation
And valid hesitation
And some things can’t go back to the way they used to be
I’ve never been more certain
Of what’s truly important
And finally I look and find
That on the list, is me
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