I see you pop up in my Facebook feed,
You and your projects, And me
I can’t get on with my projects
My future’s uncertain you see.
And I’m happy you’re off getting married,
That your career’s taking leaps, so you know,
It’s just that some days it reminds me,
That’s a future I might never know.
And your belly is swelling with new life,
While mine harbours a monster inside.
I can’t wait to meet yours, to greet and to treat yours,
To see your face glowing with pride.
But sometimes I’ll be sad to be left so behind,
As you and your projects run free.
Though I’ll do what I can to forge my own plan,
It’s uncertain, but still it’s all me.