In sweeping thoughts and rushing winds,
Dwell the secrecy of my sorrows
Sorrows filled with wants and cravings,
Beneath it all I feel the calmness within
Crying out and besieging my soul,
I long for purpose and the envy of others
Yet I wish for understanding and stability,
Buying time that is ever expensive
I must look to myself to reach an agreement,
Binding words have no effect onto the tempered mind
And so shall my desires seek new paths to find.