It’s not enough to recognize my weaknesses.
There has to be more than that.
I have to do more than see the problems.
Solutions are what it’s all about.

Still, the day to day sometimes obscures the big picture.
Life’s little problems blot out the light.
And until I feel more secure
You can’t expect me to have any kind of foresight.

But that’s just another excuse, another weakness.
I have to do more than that.
And still I stumble through the problems,
My feeble excuses the only solutions about.

© 2012 Wasted Space Publishing