I Will Be Something More; Tomorrow..

Searching for a reason,

To be dreaming while believing,

That one true day, 

These dark thoughts will be leaving.

And in that fine life, 

The feelings so right,

When doubt and debate,

Would be all washed away.

Living to its potential,

Not tracing life through a stencil. 

Guided by inner wants,

As opposed to others' taunts. 

One day, I shall be fulfilled and lay,

In the path of a journey to be that way.

But not today; for today has already been wasted away.

And so continues, the desire of another day.