By Jimmy Warden
I never know what my limitations are
because I never seem to get to the point
that I’ve squeezed myself dry
like a sponge.
I’ve learned there’s only so much I can do
in a day,
but in a way,
that’s both liberating and depressing.
Liberating because it takes some angst away;
depressing because there’s always more to do.
There’s no way I can do everything
my mind conjures up in a lifetime,
so why even try?
Am I right?
Exploring personal barriers is like
following a map and creating new trails
as they are stumbled upon.
These blunders lead to personal discovery,
as I unveil
whom I can be.
lead to new trails to walk
because I’ve expanded my terrain
through trial and error
effort and failure.
Now tell me,
is that a waste of time?
Never will it be
because without exploring
I’ll never know what the limits are