Try Again

Am I trying

Really trying

Or just doing enough to think I’ve tried

Enough to pat myself on the back

To convince myself I chasing my dream

To feel better about myself

Only to lie to myself

This isn’t effort I’m putting forth

I’m not doing enough

I’m settling for comfort

For security

Safest I’ve ever felt has been deployed in Iraq

With my rifle by my side and my Marines around me

My whole life the only time I felt safe was in chaos

This safety of job security, is a false sense of security

Like the idea of plastic doors on a HMMWV

Thinking they would stop a bullet

Time to live in chaos again and feel safe

Now I try

Segundo Juan Devora