and this

i feel the pressures of life and death
the stresses they're right and left.
how it can grow to be
and the growth you constantly see
but how it deteriorates
the time had you hardly wait.
and now its stretching you
teasing you finding you
in the middle.

somewhere stuck. in the middle
always about me. what about them.
thats what i see.
finally.

squeeze in their skin
try to fill their shoes.
concentrate hard as might
try to understand their fight.

but honestly here i sit.
away from it all i fit.
like ive been overlooked
my time underbooked.

so from this high vantage point,
among the great stars
away from it all
yet prepared to fall.

i see possibility.
i feel relativity.

and in this one breath
i'll separate the rest
and now all will come
and then be undone
mind free from this question
save from one last lesson

i think i am done
and my time has come.