I feel a need to cross a line
To put the past behind me
To look at what I’ve learned
To turn it into destiny
I have wasted many years
Chasing whimsical fancies
Believing dreams to be real
Ignoring huge discrepancies
I feel a need to meditate
To get to the core of me
So I can reveal to myself
What it is I was born to be
I have ran myself ragged
Exploring ways of seeing
Tailoring actions to succeed
Instead of plainly being
I feel a need to implement
To start as I mean to go on
So I can enjoy the discipline
And not turn it into a yawn
I have listened to outsiders
Tell me what I shouldn’t do
Bowing down to their belief
But now I will turn the screw
Cheers!
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