Dreaming

My fingers know the way

When my mind does not

I will overthink it

And misstep

Hit the wrong key

Cringe

And try again

If I let my fingers take the reins

I think we’d have something

I opened my window 

and

It smelled like summer

and

The cool night air

Wasn’t cool enough

and

It felt like summer

and

That’s when it hit me

That these days go by

I don't want to lead

I do it naturally

Can I stop now

Is it enough

Is it enough for you

For them

To not always be

On top

All the time

Everyone

Looking to me

For examples