Something we should
all figure out
it's the concept and perplexion of
successfulness--

the conquest
for hopefulness
and fulfillment.

Ideally you'll be
a blazing rush of energy
that spontaneously
brings light into
the void-less world.

But truly
you'll be a blithering
formality of linguistics--

a fundamental
inconsequence
of ample indignity;
cemented  by
a platitude of
adulterated gusto.

Simple joys
fun ideas
imagination
are all you
ever really needed.
(to find success)