What do I want to become?
I do not have a clue
A doctor, an engineer?
What do I want to do?
Everyday I look around
I feel the weight on me
I don't know what it is but it's crushing me
It brings me to my knees.
What does it mean to succeed in life?
Isn't it about being happy?
Since when did life become so bleak?
Since when did careers become so crappy?
I want to hold my life in my hands
And look up and smile
I don't want to feel regret
Or the sour taste of bile.
It rises up my throat, choking
It's like a snake's vice grip
And by passing day, I'm afraid
That I might let the important slip.
Honesty, Integrity, Perseverance
With joy and self-satisfaction
I want to live my life happy
Following my passion.
Is it wrong to dream of a life
In which you can make your decision?
When did my future become prey
To slice at with precision?
Bon Voyage, I'm on a journey seeking
The final peice of the puzzle, I shall find
And when I become what I want to be
I shall be the dreamer that shined.