On Our Own. Poem by nina ...

It doesnt always keep to the rhythm
or run at the right pace
but how do we define the rhythm
how do we define the pace

Sometimes we break the rules
or we just dont play right
but who makes the rules
who defines wrong and right

In everything the players change
or we just become changed people
but who says who can play
why do we change

The game remains the same
or simply things remain familiar
but why doesnt it change
why wont it end

We keep the beat of our own music
we run at our own pace

We follow what rules we want to
we play how we feel

We have no choice but to play
we change in the process

We see the things the same
we seem to change.