Tiny the Cool

Hanging back won’t do me good

Running won’t make a difference

Left behind

To eat the dust

Of the faster

Forerunners

I’m trying to keep up the beat

Though I’m worn

And can’t go on

Struggling to maintain control

As I reach for my next step

And I reach my hand

Your hand clasps mine

You pull me forward

Your hand warming mine

I’m fighting this battle

But I know I’m not alone

Striking out

I retry these steps

That passed me by

You pass me by

But can’t leave me there

And to those who did

Here I am

Near the end

But I’m ready

I’m ready

Striding forward

To meet the day

Passing the others

On my way

Taking a turn

I leave you behind

You were only good once

And than a nuisance

The rest of the time

Now I’m falling again

My grasp is idle without yours

I see you going

Your better than before

And I pray

And I say

Don’t pass me by

I promise I’ll stick with you

If you just don’t pass me by

Posted by Rachie on Monday, July 24, 2006 at 6:06 PM | Permalink