Frustrated with the lack of progress
Speechless while we feel ensnared
Terrified of the possibility to regress
And be left on the street alone and scared
The way you speak is so eloquent
Your thoughts are always rational
I sometimes feel like a delinquent
Thoughts disjointed and fractional
Afraid of losing a life with you
But I’m faced with the reality now
Paths diverge; hearts tear in two
I promise we’ll get through this somehow
Need to find resolve in my positions
Life doesn’t issue a button labeled ‘undo’
“Start forming your own life opinions
Or else I’ll start forming them for you.”