Sometimes I wonder
what I want to be.
Just what exactly
is the job for me?
Some days I think that
I just want to write
and use that special
unique, inner sight.
Some nights I dream that
I will create
all these great places
that no one will hate.
Perhaps I don’t know
what it is quite yet.
Some grand idea,
I will one day get.
All I know, for now,
is that I don’t know.
I can only wait
and, with each day, grow.
