Wastelands

In the wastelands we find ourselves from time to time
Ignoring potential, losing motivation
A stand still, if you will.

Speak of growth, speak of change
Yet remain

Whats the hold up?

Is it me?
Is it you?
Is it fear?

Some say we are our only worst enemy
I agree..

We build the walls and then forget how to break them
We pysch ourselves out and lose our way back to reality

What do I fear?

It has been said to me..
Each moment your alive is a moment you lose forever
Did you waste it?
Most times... I fear the truth of that answer

I sought out to be as good of a person as I am able
I sifted through my lies of the past
Brought truth with me to my present
I have changed and altered all of which I once felt shameful for
I'll never lie to protect who I was
I have faced the demons I deserved to face

So howcome I still feel so unaccomplished?

Being a dreamer is fun and easy
Constantly my head soars amoung the clouds
But how much fun is it... really... when you can't make the dreams come
true?

I guess I'll know forever
If I don't start trying today.