The Treadmill

There are days where you are going way too fast,
And all you can do is pray you don't fall.
Then there are days that go o' so slow,
And it takes all you have just to stand tall.

It may tilt into a hill or a mountain path,
And you'll need to dig deep to push on through.
Though you can not see what is coming up,
At least you know it'll stay straight and true.

And such is life; you live and you breathe;
So long as you keep moving and do not fall.
But if you stop and truly take a look around,
You'll notice you're still facing the same wall.

No matter how hard and how fast you ran,
How much cardio and how fit you became,
You've accomplished nothing and gone nowhere;
So in the end, you're still the same.

So it's time to get off that treadmill,
Where no decisions were truly made.
Get back outside and plug into reality,
And hope your decisions get a passing grade.

This path will have potholes and speed bumps;
It may be nice and the sun is shining; or not.
You'll come to multiple forks in the road;
And you'll need to make a decision; or rot.

There will be others on this path or passing by,
And you'll have to deal with each one as they do.
It may not always be easy or silky smooth,
As the drama of high school will follow you.

But you need to breathe it all in and take a look around,
All the joys and the pains, the laughter and the tears;
The people you love and even those you don't;
This is what life is all about, so have no fear.

Take a walk on the wild side, crawl if you have to.
But know that God is by your side, whatever you do.