I love being able to do what I do but this job has become more about you!
I don\'t want anyone to hold my hand but my heart has its own plan
To turn my words into food, hold no thought back it\'s all aloof
You want my credentials but its in every breath I\'ve taken
Need to know my approach yet I\'m not the one mistaken
I\'ve never been anything I couldn\'t put my mind too
Some how I\'m still searching for my new dreams
As this path is no longer fulfilling the growth I need
Yet I can\'t step away from something that pays the bills
If only all my writings could jump into a book I have in my mind
The few poems turn into children\'s fun play & rhyme
I\'ve been told many times I\'m wiser than I know
One day I\'ll unlock it all but for now I\'ll keep on scraping along
Trying to prove my worth to the rest my species
For the rest of nature can already senses what\'s in me