Caught in the Act

Caught in the middle,

Dead center stage,

As the storm moves around me,

Finally free of its rage.

But the storm was my safety,

Left me free to not know,

But I’m left without excuse,

“Where will your life go?”

I didn’t know when I was ten,

I digress I don’t know now,

All my time I spend thinking,

Who, what, when, how.

And I guess I don’t have an answer,

I’ll have to think it through,

So I’ll tell you when I’ve finished,

For I have growing up to do.


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