Nervous anticipation
Tingles down my spine.
It feels like the right thing,
It feels as though it's time.
But there's a little doubt,
In my flurried mind.
What if it's not meant to be?
What if it's not right?
What if the grass isn't all that green,
If the rose tinted glasses clouds what I've seen?
My friends all agree,
That it's a fantastic change,
But the thought of leaving here,
Is driving me deranged.
Better the devil you know,
Rings inside my head,
But wouldn't I rather be happier instead?
I decide I'd rather me happy,
Sink my teeth in something new,
But current employer please know,
I will be thinking of you.
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