Not living up to my expectations.
Stuck in a routine day in, day out.
Always the same, with nothing new.
There is so much more I am capable of.
So what am I doing here?
Is there an awakening that will come.
Will I realize what I am supposed to do.
My purpose on earth. Just what is it?
I wait for the day that it hits me.
As for now, I'm stuck.
There are walls around me.
A ceiling overhead.
No it is not made of glass.
At the moment they are black.
I think I'll paint them.
With a primer of see-through.
Why not take action now?
Can't today be the day to be remembered?
The day I knew exactly what is.
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