Sometimes I wish I was an artist... Capture what words can't... Paint what lips wish they could speak.
Sometimes I wish words flowed through my fingers like poetry, like water flows through the river banks.
I yearn for so much more, but for now I am content with who I am. I am satiated by the hope and aspirations of more...
Sometimes, I pray that my words could inspire a million.
That I could write words so deep that it could positively influence the life of someone.
Sometimes, I dig deep and fear that I might never find my true destiny.
That I will leave life without living. That I might not fulfill my destiny.
But, I have learned that the fear of failing is greater than failing itself.
Sometimes... I am glad to be me, just me.