Dyslexic Heart

In this chest beats a restless heart, manipulated by a mind full of dreams, tempered by the pressures of everyday life.
Knowing the past, trying to predict the future.
Trying just to live, every single day.
New resolutions formed, the kind that tell you to make the most of the current situation, no matter what. Live the present.
Then pops tells you to put a little money away.
And blow the rest.
Live what’s in your heart.
And he’s dying of cancer, so the advice is to be believed.
A dyslexic heart thunders in this chest.