i’ve had a hard time ever since i was young, sitting still at the barber until he was down

and the reality even today, i have a hard time sitting still watching things change and some of it is lack of control and most of it is fear

i tried for a long time acting as if i didn’t care but that was just smokescreen to try and avoid letting you see the little boy sitting in that chair was still inside of me

life is what we make it and problems will come our way, part of a bigger plan hard for us to see, but i fret less than i used to and i am still learning everyday, when i move around while the barber works, it frustrates him and me

sit boo-boo sit