On Target

To get to the centre
One has to start at the edge
Be it of a social circle,
A conversation
Or achieving a dream

Its not as though
One can hit the bullseye
Without missing a few
Yet so many try
And believe they’re can

My limited experience
Doesn’t grant me extra powers
More a desire
To remain peripheral
While others rush past

Call me edgy if you want
I’m happy with what I am
Satisfaction comes
Easily and simply
By remembering what I have

So I will stay here
On the edge of everything
Simply satisfied
There is space for us
To keep moving around