Tuesday, September 4, 2012

Out of Order

Developing a map for the future is hard
No real direction
Only moving upon intentions
Encountering pitfalls
Seen as brilliant
Feeling like a fool
On a road to nowhere
Hoping to elevate myself
The elevator is out of order
I'm stuck
Going nowhere
Despite my ambition
I'm overlooked at every turn
If it's not my accomplishments you see
What are you gazing upon
A change must come
Even if I make it myself

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