I look to the sky and I keep asking why me? As I tirelessly search for my dream. That dream, that I dream through the day and through the night. I wonder when will it be my turn… I have all these ideas roaming through my mind, a piece of my most treasured art sitting on a drive…waiting to be seen..I ask when as I search for my diminishing faith to build me up and remain. Where do I turn?
Cause the funds are still in need. As I struggle with faith to make ends meet in the last second I know that God still has my back. As I see the success of the others that envious spirits tries to creep out but I tell myself it’s not yet my time, and every day I put that pray into effect, I find myself being happier for others. I know that God still has my back… I just ask when will it be my turn? So I listen to music and rape my keyboard knowing it’s not yet my turn.
To all those that feel the same, your time may not be here…however when you do get there, the place when all your dreams have come true, remember that love does not come without tragedy, success cant be attained without failures, embrace the struggles now because that moment will be so much sweeter.