Those things they tell

                                You- well, you know by now

You’ve read the statistics-

The things they expect you to be.

                You’ve memorized them. Look ‘em up now.

The trouble is-

                You’ll push.

Stranded in the cyclical

                - you’ll push.

You don’t have to stay in that place-

                In that past.

You will be more.

And yes, there’ll be panic

                Wondering every day

If you’ve escaped

Or if this good day is simply another

                Turn in the labyrinth.

Keep your hand out to feel the walls,

                Keep track of things

There’s cobwebs there,

                Still push.

You are more. 

You are flawless.