Tuesday, May 21, 2013

myself


How can I put this? It is not so much as two roads diverging in a wood. But here I am. I might have turned out otherwise. But I didn’t. It would have been nice if there were more to say. But it seems there isn’t. Not everything. But not nothing either. Try not to act too disappointed. I’m not unsatisfied. Although if only I could have made more of a difference. Still, I have made some choices I am a little proud of. And plenty, I suppose, that were not so wise. So let’s not try to summarize my life just yet. How about we get a sandwich? Or an egg crème? If nothing else, we could walk to the river.

How can I put this?
It is not so much as two roads
diverging in a wood.
But here I am.
I might have turned out
otherwise.
But I didn’t.
It would have been nice
if there were more to say.
But it seems there isn’t.
Not everything.
But not nothing either.
Try not to act too disappointed.
I’m not unsatisfied.
Although if only I could have made
more of a difference.
Still, I have made some choices
I am a little proud of.
And plenty, I suppose,
that were not so wise.
So let’s not try to summarize
my life just yet.
How about we get a sandwich?
Or an egg crème?
If nothing else,
we could walk to the river.

How can I put this? It is not so much as two roads diverging in a wood. But here I am. I might have turned out otherwise. But I didn’t. It would have been nice if there were more to say. But it seems there isn’t. Not everything. But not nothing either. Try not to act too disappointed. I’m not unsatisfied. Although if only I could have made more of a difference. Still, I have made some choices I am a little proud of. And plenty, I suppose, that were not so wise. So let’s not try to summarize my life just yet. How about we get a sandwich? Or an egg crème? If nothing else, we could walk to the river.

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