Whipped Up

I’m not the center

The world doesn’t stop for me

Doesn’t stop spinning

Even when I’m dizzy and stumbling around

Desperate for a firm place to stand

It rotates mindlessly on in utter disregard for my confusion

It doesn’t care when I’m in crisis

Every time I’m thrown off balance

Every moment I’m without my equilibrium

I can do one of two things

I can lie low and hurl and groan

And let my eyes roll into my head

And die a tiny death ad infinitum

A sure spiral down to an early grave

Or I can ask myself

Whether or not

My world needed

A little bit of shaking up

And hold on

And go for the ride of my life

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