When I was young I wanted
to be a singer and dancer
then an artist drawing
superheroes was my passion
then a businessman
I wanted all that power
and then I got lost
4 1/2 years now feels like an hour
now I want to be a
hero saving everything
from everything
what will I want tomorrow
walking where the wind blows
my vision
I may not even be alive to control the steering
or maybe I’ll go backwards
and my family will stop stressing
because I’m a lost cause
these are the things nightmares are made of
doing nothing significant
hoping for one moment
so I can relive the accomplishment
I try to not stress now
staying focused on where my feet stand now
moving to the beat
and I’m not the drummer now
never was
looking at all the world is made of
feeling all the things I’m ashamed of