Ambition and satisfaction

This is a constant conundrum that I face

Trying to find a comfortable place

Where ambition and satisfaction collide

In parallel lines I see them ride

Focus on one, and that picks up speed

Until the other is instigated by need

Then this one speeds up for a while

Trying to cover that extra mile..

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I’m kept on my toes by ambition

It is what gives me some direction

Leads to sleepless nights, that’s true

As stresses of expectation I accrue..

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And when my jar is filled to brim

When the lights of joy appear dim

I resolve to put aside my ambition

And be content with my condition.

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I tell myself I am satisfied

I will be happy where I am, I decide

For a while I feel carefree

Like a weight was lifted off me.

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Then rises the restless demon

Demanding I resurrect my ambition

Bored with “satisfaction”, I tend to comply

Ambition spurs me to action, I can’t deny.

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This is the vicious cycle in which I am caught

Satisfaction and ambition, meet they do  not..

I cannot choose one over the other

I shuffle between them, like a fickle lover.