I am...

Where do you go when the party's over?
Back to my quest to finding happiness it seems. Im losing my breath now, I'm making fewer steps now, I'm feeling lost again. I think I'm back where I started and it hurts. trust me I'm trying to get back to where I was this summer. I was exploring everything from a new job to a new school. Now I am here searching for new friends and new entertainment. After some months of soul searching, I realized what my problem is. I am quite active on campus; on the yearbook e-board, Brother and sister united member, national hispanic union, campus activity team, and looking for more to secure my leisure time. Along with that i have met some people off campus and balancing my crazy art school work load. All seems to be well until the weekend hits. I have come to the conclusion of why i feel so bad. I have no hobbies anymore. What I thought was a hoobie such as drawing is becoming my carreer. I love art and all but its not something on the side anymore. I played soccer and ran track for a long time and now I dont do it anymore. I'm not a gym buff, a video game freak, car lover, basketball player, ganga getter, sports maniac, card or pool player, skate border, freestyler, computer genius. So what's left?
I am an avid enthusiast , with the mind of a genius. I read to intrigue the mind and birth dreams. I sleep. I party, I build thoughts and burn them down as well. I am an activist for freedom, human, civil and artistic rights. I am negro and philippino, irish and cherokee. I am a brother and a son. I am a legacy. I am a poet at large. I am creative.I am worried about the future. I am a leader. I am an artist. I am a photographer, a dreamer, a music lover. I am the son of the father who wants the world to be a fair game of chess. I am a believer, a giver, a seeker. Am I, what I am, but I am so unhappy with who that is. I am in need of liberation. I am lost.

2 Comments:
It's okay to be lost...these are the moments that count. LIfe is all about balance, that's been the purpose since its inception. Don't ever forget that. Be grateful for these types of moments...they give you something to look forward to!
Coming Into Reality,
-Jamal
your man you strength in your words get me everytime. you got "IT" man you just need to accept "IT." What is "IT" you ask? That is not for me to tell you, you need to discover that on your own and find your way.
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