I've got none.
Everything's got to happen right now. Or else it's all pointless.
The efforts, the energy expended
Charm: no clue how to use it
Ideas: no idea how to make them happen
Big network: few friends
Big dreams, bigger hopes
Even as the possibility of any of them happening
Gets smaller by the day
I have the will, the intent
What I don't have is a way
Success is vague --
Is it happiness found in things happening the way you want them to
Is it happiness found despite things not happening the way you want them to
Is it a constant conscious reminder to stay happy in spite of everything
Or is it paparazzi and all the bling-bling
Everything you run behind runs farther away from you
Like the same ends of two magnets
What does that say about life
Success, money, happiness come to you when you stay put
Then what's all this hustle for?
Why can't I have more
chill?