Sometimes I feel so small out here underneath it all The sky is so vast every mountain so high I’m a mere speck of dust to every passer-by Insignificant by design feeling ready to resign Like a splash from a waterfall an unnoticed drip splattered upon grandeur preparing to slip Yet I wonder if I could be a friend to the mighty sea As insufficient as I am I’ve got so many dreams under the weight of them all I’m nearly bursting at the seams Ambitions overflowing completely ready to get going But the path is never straight and the journey can be so long can’t always get someplace unless you’re really strong A new age a new me I wonder who I’ll be I’ve searched my whole life through a forest of tall trees looking for all the answers as if they’re there on the breeze Just more questions forever found scattered lifelessly on the ground Wonder if I’ll ever find my way I’m over halfway through This is just how life is when you’re turning fifty-two