Tides

I keep starting things
That I can’t finish
Convincing myself I’m ready
Then watching my assurance diminish
My mind seems to change
More often than the tides
It makes me sick to my stomach
That I can’t make up my mind
I don’t want to hurt anyone
But in the end I always do
Building up expectations
That I can’t seem to live up to
The tides roll back and forth
Unable to pick one side
Watching the current build
Making me want to run and hide
And soon the big crash will come
Of the waves upon the shore
Leaving me bruised and battered
Yet always waiting for more