The End Of The World

Timing

I never have the right timing.

Sometimes, I could have the cleverest things to say,

But can’t say it.

What I rehearsed in my mind a thousand times,

Comes out in the opposite order.

I never have the right timing.

Sometimes, I leave

When I really just want to stay.

And I stay,

In the times I should leave.

I’ll never have the right timing.

Most times, I really won’t.

I seldom get the right punch line.

But that’s alright.

There’s no such thing as perfection.