We all wonder why..
Why we feel the way we do when we are a thousand miles away from where we want to be,
And no matter how many times we listen to the advise of our friends never seem to achieve what we want.
I wonder whether I myself will ever feel rapture where the tears are that of joy.
We all wonder.
We all wonder the fields of lonelyness and the lakesides of despair searching for what we think is owed to us,
Wondering why we are here with our head in our hands.
Nostalgia is such a fimiliar evil one of which is all but easy to tame,
So think to yourself if you have not already
what do I want,
What would make me think of now instead of then.
The answer is within you as is the solution.
The time we spend mourning however necessary we believe it to be,
We are neglecting our short gift of time to rise above adversity and self pity and conquer whatever land is our happiness.
So do what i don't and be the best you can be.
Neglecting yourself will not counteract sorrow,
So wake upwith fury and conquer your tomorow.