Driven
"Chapters of life passing in a blur; Moments of joy like sparks in fire."
Wandering toward familiar energies.
Fear holding me back from potential destinies.
Chapters of life passing in a blur;
Moments of joy like sparks in fire.
Envious of other's; their success isn't mine.
Clouding my senses, leaving me blind.
Moving forward with eagerness but doubt in my heart.
My indecisive mind not knowing where to start.
Back and forth; inspiration and despair.
Focused and driven; will I ever get there?
Encouraging whispers become louder,
wanting attention in a mind full of clutter
Positivity only here for short visits;
Pushing me forward in small increments.
Exhausted of the aimless routine.
Searching for something I have never seen.
Maybe the day is already here
But to me it is not clear.
As of now all I have is potential;
In hopes that one day it will be influential.
Even on gray days
I will surely find ways.
Today and tomorrow; days will keep on moving.
Through sunshine and sorrow; my goals I'll keep pursuing.
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