Hard do I try to control my mind,
However, the reins I hold do slip
Horse that gallops is my mind unkind,
Harnessing it, only do I lose my grip.
Always I resort to many a mental trick
Adapt myself to strictest discipline
Analyze myself so a way I can pick
Adroitly to subdue this species equine!
Leverage myself to continue to be saddled
Losing my hold, I’m tossed rudely to the ground!
Like to clear my thoughts, but they’re addled
Light would I like to feel, but I am yet bound.
Every attempt I make not to wander off
Efforts to stay on the horse’s bucking back
Eventually end up as task finished half
Egad! When will I get my freedom back!
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