the day i started school i was lot on what i would see and do,
who i was to meet and how fear and the unkown would shape my life
i still get lost in the motion of being an adult
what does that men? responsiblity?
how foolish, and so passive of a life
i might as well be a banker or an accountant-boring and restrain
that is not me, wow i don"t think that is anyone
so much emphasis goes on getting the right job,
meet that perfect someone and having a complete life with that person
as if road blocks don't exist
i am profound that we believe that to be the norm and settle for what everyone thinks is happiness
i am blinded by heartless and easy welled people
i am a owl, or tiger in search of something deeper
what my heart meands is love and journey
a purpose not yet complete, or even potentially aware of
a life of mystery and passionate pursuits
a stolen wish of exisity
a story that is my life in a journey a writer couldo nly dream up
a fallen will fr excitment and a chance to be free of this jail
if i fail, then i am uncomplete instead of a risk part taker
i must ponder the will of men to see the world
a world of dreams and hopes can only be complete with a lifetime of unexpeted journies that is not planned or foreseen in discontent