the mental race

the good, the wrong engaged in tight race
I urge my mind to quicken its pace
even one moment when the good’s first in place
so close behind, the wrong threatens to displace

…………………………………………………….…………..
(a blessing or a curse?)

This natural ability that I have been blessed
May be a strength that leaves many impressed
But this double-edged sword, I have to confess
Haunts me sometimes with vivid memories of distress

How could I remember the good times
Yet leave all the rest behind?



Listen to:
Leave Out All the Rest by Linkin Park