life, an easy ride or a struggle ....

some people's lives are like easy journeys on the road
the destination achievable, the line stress free
the drivers wheel is turned with capability
control living between their two hands
their lives are like playdough, manageable
changing shape to their desired will

they turn left, right
put the breaks on at the traffic lights
sit and wait for their easy journey to continue

it sometimes seems like those who can drive with confidence
a universe by their side and soft strong hands
they are the ones who can reach a destination
relationships, independence, careers

knowing your goal is simply not enough
boats never reach anywhere without a pair of helpful oars
and you can't reach anywhere
without the right counterpart to help you
a wheel, oars, bicycle handles
there has to be something solid to hold onto

but what if you cannot truly ride that car
flap those oars or hold onto handles without falling over
what then ?
you stay stuck like a duck who has not learnt to swim
a bird who just cannot fly, too scared, too incapable

you are left behind
jealous of the good travellers in life
always wandering and questioning why the unconfident ones
why they are the ones failing
the ones with less are the ones who are hurting

knocked off the bicycle too many times
trauma pushing those to the pavement
defeated and expected to get back up even if you are clueless

staying still
staying stuck
staying sad
staying defeated

then the world caves in below your feet
you continue to live in vulnerability and what feels like hell

finally you peel your way
from the traumas which encased you
but they are still somehow in your mind
trying to heal
trying to heal

but you still cannot ride that bicycle
take those oars and swim that boat

you are left wishing you could be capable , just as they are