This is a poem I wrote to explain the frustrations I am feeling about life right now. I cannot be the only one out there that feels like society is pressuring them to move forward in life. Every success I make has forced me two steps back when I am reminded what I still have yet to accomplish. I thought life was supposed to be more than wake up, work, repeat, and eventually die. This poem was inspired by this undying need inside of me to just drop everything in my life and travel, to finally live the life I have always wanted to. I feel so trapped in this scripted life I am expected to live. I am constantly waiting for it to be enough, to finally have an opportunity, but it never seems to come. To all you lost souls out there wishing the same, I wish you all the best of luck. May we one day meet under the stars of a city foreign to both you and me. May we finally get our chance to live. May we finally find what it is we are all searching for. There must be more to this life. This is for you.

I want to be free.

I want so very much to be free.

To just leave this place,

And keep going.

To never stop.

I want to find a home.

No, not just a house

But a place where I belong,

A place where I fit in,

A place I can call my own.

I want to live,

So very much to live,

As if each day were my last,

And not to worry about the past,

Or about what has yet to come.

Oh how badly I want it all

But it sadly cannot be.

I live in this world

And this world does not care about me.

So all I can do is want,

And hope that one day,

That in just one more day,

I can finally be me.