I've always had this empty feeling
in my heart.
I've tried many times over the years
to satisfy it
First I became a teacher.
What better way to fill my void
than by educating the leaders
of tomorrow?
I taught them. I filled their heads
with knowledge. Every child that
entered my classroom left with
an appreciation of what they
had learned.
Still, when I laid in bed at night,
I felt that emptiness in my soul
******* up my contentment.
So I stopped teaching
Next, I became an adventurer.
Clearly my last job, while fulfilling
was incredibly boring. What better
way to fill the void than to feel
the adrenaline rushing through
my head?
I skydived, I wrestled alligators,
I climbed mountains, I pod raced.
I felt more alive than I ever had
before. It was exhilarating.
Women loved me, men wanted
to be me.
Still. It didn't fill the void. I would
go to bed with women whose eyes
were just as empty as I was. I would
wake up with plastic and rubber.
I stopped thrill seeking.
Next, I became an astronaut.
I clearly needed to complement
excitement with the satisfaction
of doing something good for
the world.
I studied the universe. I traced
lines along the constellations.
My research was renowned
by scholars worldwide. With
my help, the world entered
a new paradigm
Still, the void persisted.
I became an architect
and built some of the
most mind-boggling
structures that had
ever been envisioned
I became a doctor
and found the cure
to the diseases of
humanity
I became a poet
and wrote words
that echoed
throughout the ages.
After all I had done
After all I had accomplished
After all the time I had spent
I was still empty.
Then I looked up
Then I opened my eyes
Then I realized
All I had been missing
All this time
Was you.
