Redefining Survival

I could never find the lines 

That define me as a man. 

I tend to run in circles 

Without a definitive plan. 

I tried to find my love, 

In a world I never believed in. 

Or was I trying to seek some peace

From a world, I never really fit in? 

I have heard so many times, in my life: 

"Give up your dreams, get a nine to five." 

"You will never inspire. So fall in line."

"Your goals are dead, so why even try?" 

-Join in, with the rest of us. . . 

See, no two paths are directly the same, 

And no two goals are made the same way. 

And, every wise woman has once said: 

"You've Got · To Have · A Plan!" 

Before all roads walked, lead to dead ends. 

A dead-end job with dead-end pay, 

A dead-end existence, Waiting for your dead-end grave; 

Because all of your plans... are just thoughts.  

But a thought is an idea. It's birthed from the mind. 

It takes action to enact, and a patience for time. 

Because no one told you: "It will be hard." 

Striving for better in your years of disappointing 

With the shunning and rejection, 

It's just the way the world works.

 Your life · comes at · a cost. 

We had to learn, by the ways of error. 

Holding on tight, for something worth cherished. 

Being swallowed at sea by a populous starved, 

Then thrown into a yard with a pack of hungry dogs; 

Redefining Survival. 

You might have to find out the hard way...

So join in, like the rest of us.