I observe life and feel like I'm overlooking,
Missing something I'm meant to be catching,
Trying to be something but can't quite match it,
Having plans and it's not quite hatching.
The reality is I'm standing too close, it makes it harder to see,
The more I look the more I miss,
Take a step back, now things are bliss.
Holding on too tight makes me lose focus,
Holding on more lightly gives me room for motion.
It's funny how things change when I give up control,
Life becomes easier, full of hope.