By Mac Guerreiro
Eye’m reaching,
Then eye’m waiting,
For what eye don’t know,
But he helped me see how this is so,
Waiting for a stipulation to find itself in place,
Waiting for a right time,
Putting it off just in case a better opportunity exists,
Through all of this,
Time and time again eye’m shown,
The choice to wait just leaves me angry and alone,
Frustration caused through my own procrastination,
Realizing how tough it is to change this far along,
To learn how to sing a completely different song,
Yet eye do,
Aim to learn this tune,
One that with it brings the new.
Mystical Mac 