Unfinished business
Below the bar
Lower it
And that’s where it hurts
Between two worlds
Bent over backwards
Between that and this
Incomplete me
God make me
Incomplete to complete me
In this gap
This space between me and
The bar that keeps lowering
Between this and that
Buckle me backward
As I keep my chin up
Have it grow difficult
Because when I crawl nearly on my back
I learn how to pass on through
