2 August 2012
I don't fit in a poem, I don't fit in a song, Capturing two words, Just feels a bit wrong, You can't know the Million versions of me, So it's all a bit tricky, To try make you see, Perhaps I will then Stick to those two, Now it's not exciting, I don't know Kung fu, I'll just put on some folk, And try empty my mind, The one that's too active, On solutions to find, Look what's left -
Ambition
That's me, Always on a mission, Must get where I want, Must be the very best, But the best version of ME, Not better than the rest.
I am a rock in a river, Who I am, I'm sure, I know it well, Some just say I'm mature, Probably quite right, But I do love to laugh, About anything from love To that newborn calf.
I'm steady as a rock, A diamond perhaps, Sure of where I'm going, Many faces, many hats, But not so static or fixed, More like magma, I'd say, Changing and creating More of me Each and everyday.
Ambitious Magma • Opuss № I