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Tuesday, September 20, 2011

Anonymous Poem

I USED to have a comfort zone where I knew I couldn't fail. The same four walls of busy work were really more like a jail.

I longed so much to do the things I'd never done before. But I stayed inside my comfort zone and paced the same old floor.

 I said it didn't matter that I wasn't doing much. I said I didn't care for things like diamonds or furs and such.

 I claimed to be so busy with the things inside my zone. But deep inside I longed for something special of my own.

 I couldn't let my life go by just watching others win. I held my breath and stepped outside to let the change begin.