Sometimes I feel like I’m in a serious need of a new
direction
Fleeting… new feelings… new everything
I need to escape but am trapped under a mound…
Classes and homework and tests that I signed up for. But
why?
Is this necessary for my continuation as a human on this
earth?
It this sufficient for my duty to spread good for all?
The answer is no, but somehow I got caught up in thinking
otherwise.
I am an individual, much like anyone who chooses to be so.
I am a creature inhabiting this earthly experience
And finding meaning in things I desire.
I desire to feel free. Feel like Me.
Travel, meet You. And You. And You.
It’s all around… just waiting to be found
I've thought about the possibilities of becoming a recluse
And I’m not sure yet if it’s actually happening.
Some days,
I would rather be here than
standing around a keg, getting wasted, and having small talk and strong drinks
that amounts to nothing more than a headache in the morning.
When did I figure out I was different? When did I recognize
that the way most people live their lives isn’t how it has to be? Hey, humans
live… I just need something different… Something new. Something true- but what
is truth?