Rhythm

My brain rushes back and forth 

Between me, my, and I

Have I deserved my worth?

Have I ever looked back to check if it was me?

Repeat and respond 

Push and call

Pull and hold

Will I ever play

That rhythm?

The one that matches with my heart

The one that makes me want to continue

The one that resolves my cord

Or will I slip and fall 

Fall

Fall

Fall

Into a decrescendo I may never rise from