I pass the time with tediousness Watching my life pass hour by hour These destructive patterns of life Set my mind spiraling downward Will I allow what is expected of me to dull The sharp edge of my life? Or will I take into my hands The use of my time? This is not what was meant for me A weak existence of shallow priority This is not what was meant for me So I quiet my mind to hear the inner authority No more resistance Destroy the dominant power of fear Control my existence When I’m listening the answers are clear I am what I seek I now understand So from here on out I will not seek what I am I will not seek what I am