Lap - ON WRITING AND RUNNING

Another lap in judgment
A feeling of begrudgement
Has led to isolation
And a gap in communication
Tempted by mystic splendor
My ego has surrendered
To life without emotions
And self-defeating notions
I've been going round and round
While my soul is wearing down
The timing is ethereal
As seconds are immaterial
We bend it to our will
In order to fulfill
Some imaginary goal
That will give us some control
We've become too judgmental
While we should be sentimental
About matters of connection
And moments of affection
It's time to get things going
Before the lapses keep on growing