You Are Who You Want To Be

Sleeping in my bed

With my mind racing hay
Pacing up and down in my minds eye
A thought of what I would have been came racing in

A builder of the nation with nowhere to sleep

The provider with nothing to eat
The repairer with nothing of his own
Or maybe the connection man with no links

But with this I would have been fulfilled

Not hiding behind the desk
And manipulating with pen
Not wearing white coats
And conjuring magic in the laboratory

There is satisfaction in doing what you Love.

Dream it, Become it

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