I sit and wait

for the moment

the wake

that I can jump into a new existance

a new life

I ask will I be

meaningful

dreaming full?

or believing I will

though I stand still?

My life is slow

will that next chapter be fuller?

Or do I just assume that 

it will be because it's new.

 

I ask another for a peek

onto the next page.

"It's not that great."

Then why do I remain standing

clenching trepidation

my infuriation 

at this person

makes me want

to cry

But i

would rather lie

and die

in that lie

than cry

and show my weakness.

 

I want what you have.

That's a main ideal

in man

throughout the ages of time

of our existance.

So hear me straight

If you dont want

what you

have

than don't tell me i dont want it

are you warning me?

or spilling your disloyalty 

to your possession.

Because if I

wanted to

crack open the lid

and get rid

of my possession

something that's actually

and obsession

to someone else

then wouldn't i want

to tell them what's good?

 

"But if i tell them what's good"

they say,

"then will I not

want

what I

already have?"

of course.

Because you are of man.

 

I strive to live

and i cry for those

who do not see

what they

have

in front of them.