Grinding My Gears

A Poem by Megan Kirby

I used to travel the world,
But that was back when I was going places.
Now I don't go anywhere.
I'm just stuck here... grinding my gears.

No I'm not going... anywhere.

And I'm coming in last in this race of life,
Guess I got caught up on the struggles and the strife.
So I'm stuck here.
I'm not going anywhere... not anymore.

I used to wonder what life would be like,
If I was one of those successful girls,
But that's not what life had in store for me.

So I'm stuck here...
...Grinding my gears.

Hoping things will work out, eventually.

I'm trying to put my brains to good use,
But I just seem to be stuck here dreaming,
About the times when I'd travel the world,
And how much fun that would be to do with my little girl!

Those dreams give me the strength to sit and power through,
     all the gear grinding,
          all the waiting,
               all the trying,
                    all the failing...
Until the day I finally make it through.