Barrel racing

About a girl getting ready to barrel race

As I sit here,
My heart races a mile a minute.
My muscles say GO get up and GET.
But my mind says stay and do more research.
Though I dream to fly and rodeo
I am stuck in this real word...

I day dream I am on my horse speeding past the barrels.
My heart races along with my horses heart.
My restlessness fades as I hear my time.
a 14.5 second fun a all time record.

I used to live my day dreams.
Like a horse retiered,
I relive them over and over.
yet the feeling soon fades.
And all I remember,
Is the nothingness....

I miss my day dreams
I yearn to relive them.
Till then,
My heart pounds.
Yet i have no where to go