beautiful achiever.

 There’s a search along the roads. For who you were. who you are. who you want to be. 
You sent a rescue team out to find your soul and life goals for you. It didn’t work.
So now you sit looking off into the distant, alone. Wondering what it is exactly you are supposed to do. What you need to do. What it is you aren’t doing. You aren’t doing anything. Your looking at a road.
That road holds nothing but twist and turns that you must decide to follow or abort. You are the road maker. 
The sky holds keys to open the locks of your fear to achieve the unachievable in your eyes. 
We see you. We see your dreams.
You are a beautiful achiever.