Ambition's roaring in my tidal wave
where turtles live and swim forever long.
Relationships I strive to build and shape
are heavy from the pressure put upon.
Directed one man titled symphony,
control an audience of shuffling feet;
they never feel what's made so crystalline
discover what is passion's energy.
A man to scoff,suspecting hoping more.
His worn out pocket has the seams undone;
who's stuck in racket from outside a door
the day is heeding wiser men who come.
But comes the day and comes my weary time;
here ends my wave I'm lost within the tide.
