How the World Should Work

I sit down and I think it through

I’m driven to do what I do

To share, to say, to try to mold

A future I, alone, can hold

As nothing’s guaranteed in life

Except for it’s incessant strife

And if they ask who will I be

I tell them, read my poetry

‘Cause each and every line I write

Will tell you who I am at night

When masks removed and the day ends

You’ll know if we are really friends

Or if it’s just convenience sake

We all do it, the up we make

Donning eyes that are not ours

Trying to stand out like stars

But we can’t all be shooting now

Constellations won’t allow

Horoscopes made overnight

Or victory without a fight

All that is was somehow earned

And if it wasn’t, don’t be concerned

For you control which path you take

This journeys naught, but what you make