Climbing Through Life
I’m hiking up but I think I forgot my compass
I think I’m doing it wrong
I was supposed to have it figured out
by now
I was supposed to be settled
knowing what I want in life
Further from the truth is
what it is
It’s that I’m lost
And everyday I’m reminded
to not compare myself
But everyday I’m slowing dying inside
When will I reach the top of the mountain?
This poem is about:
Me