This feeling of need rises inside of me
As I stand, waiting, for the wave of
The unknown to crash around me.
What is it? What am I to do?
Why am I being pushed, and what
Am I being pushed towards?
It's a strange feeling, wanting and
Waiting, wishing that you knew
What you were to do.
Just knowing that you have a goal
To just know that there is something
That needs to be done, can be its own reward.
Though the questions will never always
Be answered, they sometimes resolve
Themselves, though not always in a simple way.