Just what exactly am I hoping for
Looking foward to
Dreaming about
Aspirations?
I can't gently drift into sleep
While frustrations rack at my brain
Why am I not satisfied with myself
What am I not satisfied with
As I lay here staring into what seems to be 3d images outside my prerifial window
Y can't I voice these feelings clearly without writing it down
I shudder to think about my future
And if I'll ever reach anywhere
Or if I'll ever be satisfied
Deep down there's a depression that is slowly but surely starting to appear
What exactly am I searching for?
Who exactly am I trying to please?
As to say if I'm pleasing anyone else or even myself for that matter
for now my thoughts are on hold as I'll try yet again to force myself into slumber