coin

There are two sides,

To every coin

Banging your head

Against the padding

And you don't know why

Mindless competition, driving you mad

Bugged out and broken down

Over worked and under paid

Trying to see another side

Without changing perspective

There are two sides,

To every coin

Showing up late

And trying too hard

Getting there early

But not enough's done

Rooted trees

Ground into paper

Falling leaves

Pressed and preserved

Lost in the doorway

Opening your minds

Do you even know

What side you're looking at?

Standing and waiting

Hoping and wishing

There are two sides,

To every coin