Days

Sunrise and sunset,

the days move along as a blur,

each day starting and ending into the next,

the work you do suppose to mean something,

but yet feels like nothing,

knowing you can do better,

but fighting the inner devil,

must do work,

must study,

must do this,

must do that,

its all so much,

how do I operate on a daily basis,

I'll never know,

the loinging and wanting for more is never-ending,

knowing there is so much more,

out there than this little world I live in,

wanting to make the best of it,

but yet standing still.