**P**rying into the heart of the unknown when you realize
**O**portunities are endless if you create them.
**T**edious work that results in glowing pride, 
**E**ndless discoveries if only interests would show.
**N**othing seems to matter, nothing worth my 
**T**ime. Yet all this passion has to go some where, those words cannot be an
**I**llusion. There must be a purpose. I feel it
**A**ll around, this pull that I can 'do', like there is something more for me.
**L**ingering desire to explain.

Potential.

I try and fail
at certain things
while others come 
with ease
a soul that is 
tormented by
lost op
portunities