Sometimes the world moves too quickly
I need to sit and wait for my soul to try and catch up
But it is falling behind
Part of it is still stuck in the moments of that morning
Part of it is swimming in memories
Part of it is planning for the future
Never enough time to be in the moment
To understand today
I am pulled in different directions
Never feeling whole or true
I feel disconnected from myself
Yet growing a body inside of me
