Textbooks tell me
Nature is evolving
Changing at such a slow
And steady pace
That we cannot see the difference
From day to day.
I think-
I want so much more for myself
I want to be a hero
And a dreamer
A believer
For myself.
I want to be something better
All for myself.
I get frustrated when
I am forced to wait
For the things that I want
For anything at all.
I think-
I am evolving at a slow
And sometimes steady pace
One day I will be
An ocean where there once
Was trees
Like forgetting to crawl
And learning to walk on two feet
I am changing.
It will show eventually.