How is this Supposed to Go?
Good things happen to me often yet I still feel off.
I enjoy life and have everything and everyone I want in it yet still feel unfulfilled.
I spend so much time wanting things that I have made peace with knowing I will never have.
To take the time writing what I want, want I am missing, that is just depressing.
The focus should be on what I have, what I have achieved.
I have been blessed.
I have had incredible experiences.
I am lucky to have the best people the universe has to offer in my life.
They love me despite me being me.
I have achieved things some would never believe.
My ambition however, exceeds the time I have to complete what I want to.
This leaves me feeling like I have not done enough.
I do not know what it is I have not achieved.
I have a burning desire for greatness though.
I desperately want to do good and for as many as I can reach.
Until I can though, I work tirelessly.
I write as much as I can.
I speak whenever I can.
I network every single day.
I do not expect riches, I just want the world to know.
I desperately want the world to see.
I want everyone to see that they should treat people like me, others that hurt, compassionately.
Some empathy in this world could go a long way.
How nice would it be to stomp out hate?