To the Planner

Sometimes I try to hasten

To see the rewards of my efforts

Sometimes I force things

To happen even when

They’re not meant to be

They’re not meant for me

Sometimes I forget

That surely.

Was that why you sent them to me?

It’s just getting started

So let I not forget

It’s not this world I that seek

And these desires are not my own

Rein me in

I seek the path of no regrets.

To your own path

Doubt is seeded by the devil.

To reminders

You’re not the only one trying to figure it out.

Some are breaking the mould too.

And they’re trying harder than you.

To being enough

Every day I mutter

Words of courage

As if in a state of drunken stupor

That I am enough

That I did good

That I can do well

不要自暴自弃，你的人生道路还长呢

To the madness of it all

Oh the chaos begins

But forget not dear

All that’s meant to be will be.