I sit alone
alone in my thoughts
alone in my desires
alone in my motivation
Alone.

I stare at a blank wall
a canvas as blank as my mind
so much complexity could be created with a flicker of paint
with a flicker of emotion
but such is my mind
Blank.

I run towards a prize I will never receive
my motivation unknown
my thoughts as jumbled as my laces
all I want is to win
a battle I never can
fighting for my spot
in an unknown place
Fighting.

A wicked wind stirs my thoughts
brings them home to me
I want to become alive
so I stand
I breakfree
I fight
I cover my canvas with layers and layers of paint
I reach for my prize
I live.