A Life Unfulfilled
Today I found myself
not happy, feeling lost, I suppose
caught in a cycle of wonder,
I could imagine a better life
yet I’m told
we do often forget the world we leave behind,
while our future the way we desire
unfolds with little fanfare.
I’m not sure sometimes when I find myself here,
in this place,
this fortunate life,
when suddenly I conclude
our lives remain in a cycle of simple realism.
I don’t know what I’m saying
thus the pretense remains,
I will continue to move forward
despite my efforts otherwise,
I’m not unhappy to recognize my flaws,
I’m simply a life unfulfilled.