Layers of emotions

Be a grown-up, they said.
But I will never be.
I am trying, but never fail to fall into this pond of carelessness.

Be mature and think wisely, I heard.
Thousands of times - ringing in my ears.
But I will never be.
Because I can't stop repeating what I've been doing.

Where are you going?
What are you looking at?

Surface of all these leaves regrets -
regrets that you've already mapped out,
un-plannedly.

Just another day.
Looking at one's eye shrinks the love that I thought I've always had.

It could just be this day.

In the Heat of the Moment

Ideas are flowing and bouncing - but there's no way to arrange them in order.
Everywhere and anywhere

In this moment of uncertainty,
it's nobody to blame but pray for it be over.

We've got to think about it again,
well, it's made me think about why and what I've been doing here.
Mind is running - still do not know how to organise this busy mind.

... so what is 'it'?