Making Life Plans

All self-help books tell you to be intentional

Make a plan, operate in a manner directional

Visualize what you want, and work towards that goal

Be in the driver’s seat, not play a passive role

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When I read such a book, for the next hour or so

Into a frenzy of goal-setting, myself I throw

I come up with numeric goals, write out elaborate plans

For the next month, next year, and my entire life span

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I feel so accomplished after that list is made

I can be successful, now that concrete plans are laid

I end the day on a high note, thoroughly energized

I cannot wait for my audacious dreams to be realized

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The next day dawns, the plans have lost their sheen

I get busy in my chaotic daily life, like I’ve always been

Most of the goals are abandoned by the end of the week

The prospect of me tasting wild success appear bleak

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Sometimes randomly goals for myself I set

Those goals are more likely to get

Greater attention and effort from me

They are, for most part, not as lofty

So I am able to work towards them more enthusiastically

They are the ones that truly represent me

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I have a burning desire to do a lot more

And I do not know what the future has in store

I take life one day at a time, unlike the books suggest

Despite my attempts to put their theory to test