I’ll finish early to find that the world wasn’t ready.
There are places I want to be, but never alone, you see?
I want to do this and that and that again,
But I have to do that and this and this again.
Stability is a mystery at this stage;
It should be outlined on my degree.
“Passionate, but little guarantee.”
“Self-willed, but too soon to gauge.”
Sign me up!
Make me king.
It’s hit me now.
Mouth agape, ushering a wow.
Not a regretful one at that,
But one that leaves me perplexed just at,
Where it is we stand.
I liked where it was going.
There was a thrill in never knowing.
But know I need to know.
Will this stream come to flow,
Or will a dam obstruct it so.
Nothing has yet been planned.
I’d love to go with the wind,
Find myself out.
Undo what’s been pinned;
Know without a doubt.
I want the excitement that I took as my own.
I have my own questions whose answers go unknown.
I don’t know what it is I’m asking though.
I just don’t want to hear another no.