Who Else Doesn't Know What To Do With Their Life?

I was bored this morning and wanted to write something sappy so I did.

A single wish floating through time, 

I keep close to my chest the future that is mine.

This gap signifies another day. 

In the shade, you start to fade away. 

I keep my arms ridged by my side

The distance is becoming wide

There is no point to have pride. 

Why was I at peace when the world left its scars?

Letting go, when that wish could be ours.

Move on, you can go to your dreams

But my heart is ripping from the seams.

No one can keep your will at bay.

So I stay, while you go back away. 

In your eyes, I see your subtle pain

But I try to contain

Why fly towards what I can’t attain?

How do we suppose to know how life plays out?

Everyone goes down their separate route. 

People can’t always be by your side.

You have to be your own guide.

The wish echoes boundlessly in the sky

Pursue, this shall be our last goodbye.

Go on, there is no time to grieve.

Then maybe I will still believe.   

Sort of a response to me not having dreams or aspirations while others seem to have something.  Though I may not have any now I hope I have some later, so that is why I ended on a semi-happy note because I do believe people can pursue their dreams.  This is what happens when school doesn't give me work to do.  I feel like Anh feels, that there must be something looming because that is what we are trained to feel.  The shame of doing nothing, why do I have that but not the shame of having no dreams?  Time to go block this sense of helplessness and have some fun.