Something More

June 15th, 2011

I’m trying to find something to base my life upon,

Something in this strange world that goes on and on.

As the years go by and time fades away,

What used to be "good days" are now filled with dismay.

Tomorrow comes, and then again, it goes,

And my ambition to become something more, just grows and grows.

Around the corner, yet miles away,

The life I want now, gets closer each and every day.

All I've ever wanted was something to live for,

I don’t want to be this little person anymore.

The mere opportunity awaits me, to just runaway

With you, just to insure i'll have you and my new life beside me at the end of the day.

I’ve been basing my life upon what others think,

I wish I could go back and redo everything, every time an eye would blink.

I've fought to become who I am and what I want to be,

I have to remind myself that one day, I will be free.

Free from the wrongs and mistakes I made as a child,

When everything was a game and life was so mild.

Now times have changed and I realize nothing is fair,

And sometimes it seems as if I've got nothing yet to spare.

It’s like no one pays attention to what I feel is best for me,

And what I think about the way some things should be.

I understand now, that I’m pretty much on my own,

And I know a lot of what I can do will never be known.

All the time, I think about everything I can’t say, what I have to keep in,

And by doing this, my thoughts only get more complicated and buried deep within.

Soon I hope to find out who I am, and what I am meant to become,

I want to know where I’m going, I don’t need to be reminded of where I came from.