Hard work and I’m no good at it.
Each day seems to get harder.
Isn’t supposed to be the opposite.
If I keep trying maybe things will turn around.
One day, I’ll be using my talent.
Telling people to hear my sound.
I hope and pray the future will bring that day soon.
The future is every second ahead of me so when will I be in front of it?
Then I ask if any of this even worth it?
Surrounding me is the books that I read and notes I have written and if that day never comes.
I will be satisfied that I spent my time working towards that day that may never come.