Interview Prep

Another day is dawning
Another test to pass
This time not entirely wanted
This time just for greener grass

But looking all around
I see the winds of change
Turning from a gently blowing breeze
To a gale of mighty range

Preservation now is key
As I've got a ways to sail
With lives held in the difference
So I must weather the gale

Paths

The light has changed in our world

It's now got a tinted swirl

No longer clear we have to strain

To see clearly through the fog and rain

Our path twisting more than enough

Making progress slow and rough

We know that there is a brighter side

We just have to make it up the hill before we glide

What are you doing today?

How easily a day can change
When least you think it will
A small little deviation
Can really cause a thrill
But even when it all dies down
The truth remains the same
And reliving the events later
Is a often a very pleasant game

Changes

How life changes
in the blink of an eye
All we plan and do
is nothing more than try
We control nothing
although we believe we can
Since all is clearly fated
a part of a bigger plan

Angry

Gone the smiles and laughter too
Scowl and burn is all you do
Never happy anymore
And yet you keep on wanting more
It's getting hard to absorb it all
It's slowly building a dense wall

One Step

One step, two steps, three steps four
Let's now open another door
Ensure a runway clean and clear
While keeping an eye on all things dear

Let's go

We are in a state of flux
Neither here nor there nor anywhere.
Whipped by tides of guilt
And swept in a rush of motion.
Our minds all a-whirl
Wondering where we might end up.
Groping our way through fog
We challenge notions of who we are
And demand our slice
Of this so-called life.

Divide

My friend has betrayed me.
No more climbing trees
Or chasing green and errant leaves.
No more sprinting fast uphill
For fun or just the mighty thrill.
Gone the days of swimming all day
traipsing blithely come what may.
No more white and glamorous nights,
Dancing 'till dawn - such delights.
We were one, not any more.
We each walked through a different door.
She's chosen age and twilight's call,
While I still want to have it all.
From now until I close my eyes,
We both, each other must despise,
For I refuse to change my course,
And refuse to drink - just like the horse.