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.