Should I Lift My Eyes

Ride with guilt? Sit harnessed to remorse? Take a backseat to happiness, And choose a more abusing course? Gamble a peace of mind... To share grief, It took years to leave? Me? Should I settle for disappointments, From others who feel... My 'gifts' they annointed? And I am not in praise, To elevated their dazed crazed ways? OR... Should I lift my eyes with gratitude? And thank God my life... Hasn't been spent infighting with them, In a dare not to split... Someone's flapping lips. Or have found myself by now a stowaway, Aboard a cruising ship that drifts!