Organized
I'm slowly becoming organized
But it takes so much effort to organize my work
That I'm too burnt out to organize my shirts
(Or books or cups or mail)
Healthier
I'm rarely becoming healthier
'Cause it takes too much effort to shop then cook then clean
And when I grocery shop, I always sneak in sweets
(M&M cookies)
The ups and downs of growth
Befuddling my senses
The ups and downs of growing older
Trajectory of hits and misses
Empathy
I think I'm developing empathy
'Cause it is worth the effort to cry when you're empty
And to praise and not be jealous in your plenty
Self-control
I keep on re-learning self-control
The never-ending effort to put the first things first
And to maintain habits when life's at its worst
The ups and downs of growth
Befuddling my senses
The ups and downs of growing older
The ups and downs of growth
Befuddling my senses
The ups and downs of growing older
Trajectory of hits and misses
I fail every time I try to write a book
But I can rant for hours when I'm left off of the hook
And I peaked at age twenty as for being a cook
As for drawing, peaked at seven, look at what the years took
I am gentle when I'm not angry
And that's not too often, thankfully
I give sound advice when it's needed
But might act bitter if my counsel goes unheeded
I'm still growing up and a year from now
I hope to tell you of more ups than downs