I still strap on the instruments before I have plugged them in

I still let excitement take me away before I see the reality of the situation

I still leave myself too open to make quick decisions about what is going on around me

It goes too far before I reluctantly accept that I am too old to change it

Stubbornly unbiased and detached from what is in front of me

Suggestions will take me where they wish

These are the instruments of my existence

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