As the world turns

As the day moves into night and i begin to wind down from a long days work i drift into contemplation. Where do i go from here? What is the matter of my force? How do i continue? As i stare out the window watching the wind blow the trees. i realize time is flying by, i am far beyond the age i chose my destiny to meet me. (But is it really my choice?) i thought we had an agreement. Guess not. As my mind continues to drift further into dreamland the weather starts to change the once clear night clouds blow away and the heavy burdened clouds appear. A thunderous noise makes my heart skip a beat but i never lose sight of my favorite star. The polaris also known as the north star or north polar star for centuries sailors used this star as a guilding light today i use this star as motivation to reach for the moon. Even with the rain pouring down on my window i know that this star remains bright. The rain gets heavier at times and makes me want to move away from the window but i can't, im just so attracted to the stories of journey that have reached that star.

Yeah confirmation

So maybe I'm crazy

but i think i made myself that way

imagining things that are there in no way

the voices in my head told me so

and most of the time their right

i have e.s.p.

or maybe that's what they want me to think..right?

if i were to tell you that i know what you're thinking

you'd think

no way, no how, you don't even know me

but so what

you don't even know that i just did see

it's simple to be judged and be judgemental

but if u had six senses would you be mentally judged

or would you be normal like everyone else

among you

who pass through life reading into thoughts

that never get felt...

heard or taught

feel me?