It dreads to see people striving for their dreams, their passion. They work hard for what they love. Endless amounts of effort. Unafraid of setbacks. Just keep going forth till they reach what they want. It pains to see as I’m still clueless of what I want. What I dream. My passion. I have no answer. It has been devastating to be laying around not knowing where to go or what to do. I’m just sunk into chores at home and fumbling around mum’s business.
People questioning about what I am doing doesn’t make it any better. I’m just making a mockery of myself with no future in sight. “Just take the wheels and go!” But I can’t find my ride yet.
Lost dreams went like firing dust
Unknown paths that aren’t built to last
The harsh pressure hits like a bus
With no brakes on; accelerating fast.
I tried to look into my past
To find the passion that I have lost.
Got bewildered by all the flaws
As there’s no plan that’ll ever go forth.
Sinking deeper into my sheets at night
To submerge within my gloomy plight.
Countless thoughts running through my mind
Got me struggling to find a light.
Everything isn’t going quite right
With nothing in hand taking flight.
I’m still trying to find what I like
Before I’m told to take a hike.