Drifting to sleep awake in my sit
Awake enough to know this is not what I seek
Contagious boredom, corroding my mind
Wondering out loud whether this life is mine
Maslow’s hierarchy of needs come to mind
Self actualization a bit harder to find
The climb seems so arduous, defeating at times
Life with out challenge is not life at all
We strive and press on to make it sublime
Living torpid, life drifting by
Struggling to hold what’s rightfully mine
Searching in darkness, hoping for light
Aware that it’s fear that has darkened my sight
Drift out of sleep, wake in this sit
Awake and pursue what you seek
Scrape off the rust and jump start your mind
Scream out loudly, I will make this life mine
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