Work in Progress

These days I have more questions than answers,
In some ways I find myself lucky to be alive.
Never stop learning,
And never decide to stop working.

I never asked for life,
Though I've stopped asking for death.
I guess all in all,
I'm just a work in progress.

Learning to survive is hard
In life, I must learn to keep mind.
Find where I belong,
Learn to live blind.

Staying the same is poison
Deathly, and life defying.
To mimic is to kill inside
I can tell you what it's like to have died.

A poem, a work,
Defines no man,
Makes life clear,
When clouds surround.

Change is necessary
Though hovering is practical
Choices are hard to make,
Though we are forced at such a young age.

I'll never know where I stand until I fall
Jumping never seemed to fit the mould
Until then on life I will trespass,
I guess all in all, I'm still just a work in progress.

~Megan Antoinette

Placebo

Your eyes wrinkle and your head sways,
Under the influence, you are.
In time, I feel my body changing;
Slowly morphing, imitating your ways.

I feel strongly the effects,
As my mind nonchalantly roars inability.
Your intoxication is contagious
It's the placebo effect.