Still

I'm still here.

I'm still trying.

I'm still failing to meet expectations.

I'm still exceeding those of some.

I'm still letting someone down.

I'm still making someone proud.

I'm still finding my way -

Perhaps I always will be.

I'm still needing to breathe

To hang on to me.

I'm still being still from time to time

While everything keeps moving at the speed of light.

But even in still water there are bubbles.

The rebels never let the stillness win.

Cause being still may sound like resting,

But it will set you up to still be lagging.

We're all still hanging in here

Despite whatever odds that there might be.

We're all still sick of being human

While fighting for our lives to be more free.

This world is full of majesty

But we'll still focus on the trash.

We're still claiming that we're changing for the better,

But we still give in to the ease.