What do you do when you have so much to offer, you have so much to share, and you feel like you're not supposed to be anywhere. I have so many abilities and skills, it's a shame to be at the mercy of someone else's will. I want to stay and do what I know is right, but my soul keeps telling me I need to take flight. I feel my spirit scream, bursting at the very seams, yet here I stay under constant wonder without hope it seems. I searched so long for that one, the other half of my heart, wondering if we were already torn apart. Still my soul screams, my heart pounds as I wander this world alone, knowing no man is an island, rather a pebble in a river, a submerged stone. Not drowning, not alone but not whole, I cannot silence my soul. The storm siren sounds. The people run for safety, while I walk on searching for my destiny.
