Sitting here three years over thirty,
Still working daily on the keyboard qwerty.
Maybe halfway through my days,
What inspirational achievements are left yet to raise?
I've always strived for something more,
Wont have a boss to show me the door.
Working daily for myself,
Stressing to find a staggering wealth.
My thoughts consumed with money and work,
Until I slow down then inspiration wont lurk.
What is it though that I must achieve?
Why does it matter? Relax, trust and believe.
Contemplating my journey, what path should I take?
To the left inspiration, to the right a mistake.
Inspirational achievements that I want to raise,
Wont be found in my heads obsessional daze.
My mind to remain clear, focused and pure.
No longer I fight I've nothing to cure.
Of course I must work to earn money to live,
Yet the balance of life will allow me to give.
Inspirational achievements from this day on,
No need to stress nor look, there's only half my life gone.
If true I'm half way through my days,
Inspiration will find me, with one of lifes many ways.