I am something; don't rush process

Everything around me tells me to walk my own pathEven my body betrays me because there's a voice in my head that keeps saying you have a greater purposeWhy tell me when it cannot show me ?Why place the burden of the unknown on my shouldersSo now I have to find something I should've stumbled uponNow I have to dig for a tunnel, when I haven't seen a lightWhy? Why tell me that I'm more, that there's something bigger than myself inside of me when I still feel so small?Why torment me with a future I haven't shaped with my present so how can I picture it?I keep telling myself if the pressure was external at least I could walk away from the noiseBut what happens now that my inner voice won't rest until I see a hidden threadIt's not my fault that I'm walking a path over trudgedIt's not my fault that I follow the waves rather than defy themIt's not my fault that I looked at life and didn't see optionsIt's not my fault that ordinary is my normalSo why won't you let me dine in my ignoranceIf I'm made for moreIf I'm really made for moreThen why can't more find me?Because truly I haven't searched because I don't see a variety to browseSo maybe I won't work towards it if I don't believeMaybe I won't believe that my dreams are bigger than me if you don't whisperBut since you seem to know so well why not tell what path I'm supposed to take to this future you claim is waiting for meIf you truly cannot do thatIf you only saw my future but not what brought me thereHow sure are you that it isn't my present that led to it?Stop shouting at me for a minute and answerSo maybe I've replaced dreams with imaginationsMaybe I've replaced passion with silenceMaybe my voice is hibernating or maybe it's germinatingBut who are you to tell me that the way I move is not the waySo maybe I get lost a few hundred times, but at least I discover hidden corners that no else has been and still I always make it back homeSo maybe I lack everything you saw in the future meBut maybe she came from nothing, so if I am that nothing I still am somethingThe light shines brighter when you've spent years in a dark roomKnowledge feels like salvation when ignorance is the only air you've breathedSo don't tell what to beStop whispering in my ear that I'm not doing good enoughI'm waking everyday and tryingSometimes I breakdown cryingIt's just that I'm not seeingAnd I cannot fathom what I cannot even seeHow do I dissect an unknownHow do I walk towards the light when I'm still trapped in a dark roomSo maybe I just haven't found the handle on the doorMaybe I just have to learn to understand the darkness to appreciate the lightI know you mean well but your voice haunts meIf I'm really everything I ought to beThen I will bePerhaps that woman would not be without the girl that I am todaySo don't rush my processDon't push me to break just to becomeJust let me be me

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