Sitting by the window
wondering about my future
the future brings promise
but also brings desperate
need to find my own place
Right now, I see the future
has blurry vision to which
I need the glasses of life
to help me see through.
when people tell me
to do one thing, and
I declare another, then
there is conflict.
When people say oh, but
that is what you are good at,
they thought. And I say “NO.”
somebody told me once,
they can only see me doing
greatness in one particular area,
or somebody once told me that
I do what my heart tells me to do.
My heart tells me one thing, yet
everyone else is telling me another
story to gear me off of what I really
truly want to become.
this may come to people’s shocks
or may be even there disgust, but
I see myself doing what I want to do
and not live other people’s dreams
otherwise. I become a part of the union
of my creation from the eternal one,
of what the eternal one created me for.
The eternal one created me to help,
but not necessarily what I am doing at this
moment in time. He created me for more.
I sit and take what others may say, and I
can not sit and take it no more.
I decide to help in more ways then any other
person has done.
Sit and watch and wait to see…
hope you enjoy the poem,