People always tell me they feel safe with me,
always listening so patiently to their personal plea.
Truth is I never asked for this,
I didn't want to be their psychiatrist.
I want to see the future where I'm holding a degree,
something with deep and personal meaning to me.
I'm your average Walter Mitty,
living dreams out to avoid reality.
I want to design,
to shape the matrix of my brain into the living world,
to shape constructed fantasies,
and see thoughts unfurled.
But until then I help.
But until then I watch.
Until then I am trapped in an ever growing nightmare,
one that collapses in on itself demanding what I see as unfair,
hoping only to pull myself free from this misery,
hoping to become a part of this worlds great and growing history,
knowing full well that I no longer have anything to fear,
But until that fateful day comes to pass,
I Am Here.