Sitting in this Four corner room,
staring at the walls,
Asking whats in store for me,
as i navigate these halls,
of my mind,
piecing stuff together,
trying to find inner peace,
as this thing called life i weather,
contemplating what is to be,
waiting for it to come to fruition,
wishing i knew what was to come,
like having psychic intuition,
whatever happens will come in time,
like a proud persons destiny my moment will rise,
and all will be there,
for people to see with their own eyes,
