Certain for Miles - Cayetana

I always tend to doubt

What everyone seems so certain about

Always tethered to the dirt

Comprised of legs and hands that hurt

And crawling away

I wanted to stay

When the world bears down on me

Will I laugh at its audacity

And be able to comprehend?

When the world bears down on me

Will I laugh at its audacity

And be able to start again, again, again?

It doesn’t make much sense

I’m older but I’m always on the fence

And I, I always seem to doubt

How everyone seems to have it all figured

All figured out