Do you ever get that feeling
The churning in your gut
That simply leaves you reeling
Because you know you’re in a rut?
The smile painted on your face
Starts to flake and crack
Peels off to leave an empty space
A void limitless and black
You take stock of your life
And wonder how you got here
No sweet elation or tragic strife…
Just monotony and fear
Fear of potential that’s been squandered
Perhaps you’ve missed a turn
On the path that you’ve long wandered
Or is this a pit-stop for you to learn?
Is it time to start moving on?
And if so, move on where?
Is your lust for life now dead and gone?
Do you no longer care?
All you really want to know
Is how to get the magic back
Where did the zest, the marvel go?
It’s that childlike wonder you lack
You yearn for the old innocence
That once filled you with zeal
The conviction that life makes sense
Full of wonders and mystic appeal
Despite our limited knowledge
We saw magic in everything
Possibility was the world’s pledge
We found logic in our imagining
But when the “real” world rushed to bite us
We got trapped in its massive jaws
All the logic made sense on the surface
But it brought chaos with its laws
We know what we’re “supposed” to do
But then why do we feel so lost?
It seems we don’t have a clue…
We appear functional, but at what cost?
We’ve turned into automatons
And find small pleasures where we can
But why can’t we seize the passions
That are gripping, glorious, grand?
The practical still has its place
But so, too, does the dream
A thrilling pursuit, but not a race
The light of life to make you beam
If only we were not afraid
To explore the unknown
Let the sensible existence fade
And no longer be a drone
You may start to lose control
Of the life you lead
But life will lead you to your goal
Once you have been freed
So step away from that work desk
And slowly learn to fly
Unless, like me, you have another task…
But I can still dream, can’t I?