(no subject)
today was an unusual day to be sure.
i've discovered that everyone has this potential
to be great...some have the hint
and promise of being absolutely extraordinary,
to be the things that one dreams about in
the most noble and wild of daydreams, the thing
that one reads about in the most remarkable of
stories and passages...
i cannot help but feel as if i am missing my chances.
I am not easily angered. But I have found that
Wasted potential is one of the things that do anger me.
I cannot help but feel frustrated as my friends
Waste their potential
And I become one
Of those who
Are too full
Of rebellion
And too
Empty
Of
Revolution.
i've discovered that everyone has this potential
to be great...some have the hint
and promise of being absolutely extraordinary,
to be the things that one dreams about in
the most noble and wild of daydreams, the thing
that one reads about in the most remarkable of
stories and passages...
i cannot help but feel as if i am missing my chances.
I am not easily angered. But I have found that
Wasted potential is one of the things that do anger me.
I cannot help but feel frustrated as my friends
Waste their potential
And I become one
Of those who
Are too full
Of rebellion
And too
Empty
Of
Revolution.