Constant Confliction and Contentment
I am moving
Yet, I am stagnant
Things, people, places all change
Yet everything is the same
I hear, I comprehend
But I cannot understand
I want to go, leave, and see
But I also want to stay
Conflict is inevitable
Nothing is ever Black or White
I live in the Gray area
Subtle Changes
A maddening drive for more
A constant unfulfilled need for change
A constant monotonous cycle
A never-ending maze
And the contentment that comes with it
This poem is about:
Me