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.