Power my Drive

Drive… What makes each of us tick… what stimulates motivation?  What turns us on?  Can we break it down to a chemical compound, or is it merely a mixture of random situations and pinned up fantasies…  do you live your life through those you see?  Swap your life, be anyone in the world, who would pick?  I wouldn’t trade my life for another’s, who is that i see in the mirror.  You are mysterious, explore the mysteries within.

What do I long for?  What would give satisfaction?  I ponder as I long for mental stimulation; a stagnant brain is a shallow pool.  Make me feel alive.  Unique souls I search, dolls are only toys, airbrushed surfaces with no depth.  I do not claim to be deep, temporarily doomed to mingle with shallow thoughts, afraid to stir the calm emotional waters.

Attracted by the small peculiarities, gestures, pattern of steps, a leading glance…

A hypocrite I am, I know the verse, I know happiness, it can only be found from the One above…  why it is that I strive for heartache.  What do I feel…

A hopeless romantic buried by deceit.  Once found waiting for that one perfect moment, while good moments sneak by.  I don’t want to mislead, I don’t want to be mislead.  The heart seldom flutters.  Induced by strangers; smothered by details…. I long for that alluring passing glance, I know there is someone out there for me, will we ever meet, have our paths already crossed?

A ramble of thoughts, what makes sense… what should?  Focus, look past the false realities.

Strive.  Soak life in, power my drive.