strawberry fields

you say you want to
solo travel through
central laos and camp in
strawberry fields

and i think that sounds bliss
but won’t act on it
the world it spins around
and i cling to the ground

you say, “have you thought
’bout doing what you want?”
but i know it’s not enough
i’ll keep to the path that i’m on
and i was just fine as i was
but in another life i’d try

my psyche swings like a pendulum
to settle or not
cos here i am doing all i can
to not live and let go

in the circle of spring
left wondering how
all that changes is good
all that’s left here is now

i was sentimental and
my potential was running out
though all that tension is
not worth the mention now

it was a fiction or
a contradiction of doubt
and i didn’t know what i know
though i’m still wa/ondering now