Driven by an inexplicable sense
Of urgency, I live in perpetual impatience
An instant noodle kind of life I desire
To complete tasks fast I am wired
I cannot wait for websites to load
Or for traffic lights to turn green on the road
My thoughts outrun my fingers on the keyboard
If I have to wait a few minutes, I get bored
I walk and talk fast, my mind stays
One step ahead of the moment, always
Life seems like a race, I dutifully run
Without ever feeling like I have won..
Of course when I sprint too fast I stumble
In trying to convey my racing thoughts I fumble
For appropriate words, I slow down for a while
When this happens, but being slow is not my style
I pick up again with renewed speed
I feel compelled to run indeed..
Of course in my life this advice I have heard
Slow down, look at details, read through every word
Sometimes I slow down, sometimes my impatience
Does not allow me to alter my speed, my friends
At times my sense of urgency puts undue duress
On my colleagues and peers, then I confess
I decide I am going to change my ways
But alas! The need to run inside me stays!
Perhaps there is a deep-seated fear
That I need to address here…
While the run is exhilarating, it is stressful too
To stop and contemplate is not something I do
Maybe someday I shall be forced to go slow
When the moment arrives, I hope I would know..