A few stanzas of thought

Well I want to be heard

And I struggle to hear

Or to listen descriptions, illicit sincere

You can preach what you pray

But you preach to the choir

As the soloist lead is procured by a wire

The intentions are true

The attack non-misguided

A perception, it always exists multi-sided

So you see from your own

And perhaps from another

But the vantages left cannot ever be covered

You can go with the flow

You can settle for now

Your selection of options is always known loud

But to never explore

What you think could bring joy

To ignore what reality tells you is good

We must follow the path

Bounded by least regret

For this life is too short and there's no time to bet

I can say what I think

I can do what I say

I will cherish the moments and life for today.