A homeless man once said to me,
My life's ****,
But I'm not complaining.
Don't be like me and wait for inspiration,
Be it.
Go and grow you own wings.

So I did.

I flew up to the sky and saw the ocean was blue,
The sky makes it that way but no one defines you.

I came back to Earth.

I came to the waters edge,
I saw people's dreams being washed away,
So I followed the sun,
And lived another day.

I left the ocean.

As I circulated the world I finally understood,
The people who live life to the fullest,
Are the ones who live it with nothing to lose.