So much time spent thinking
With such little actually learned
With so much left behind
With life passing by

What am I thinking about?
What am I trying to learn?
Am I trying to find myself?
Or am I trying to burn

The thoughts keep rushing in
Pouring in drowning me
Burying me, pinning me, helpless
Life moves constantly

Where is my place in this world?
What will be my mark?
What will define me?
Who left me in the dark?

My mind is amazing people say
I can do anything they tell me
But I don’t
Because I’m too busy thinking
Thinking what it is that defines me?

I don’t know how to start
So I sit
And wait
And hope
That one day I’ll find my heart

That one day the path suddenly become clear
For if it doesn’t I might wait my life away
I don’t know who I am
This isn’t another answer I can read online
This is something I have to find my self
Yes I need to find myself
Quickly though, before I lose everything I hold so dear

But the a thought did hit me
What if thinking and
Waiting and
Hoping
And praying
Is not the answer

Yet what could it be
Might I have to try new things?
Might I have to see the world?
Might I have to get up out of bed?
It very well might find me

But not today
I’ll try tomorrow
Or maybe the day after that
This bed is too damn comfy