My goal with this piece was to capture how no one mentions to young people how much hard work it actually takes to get to the big dreams they’re encouraged to make and carry out.

I sit and I wait for my day to come.
These puzzles are old and must be tired.
I piece them together all day with a hum,
Yet I take them apart when I don't feel inspired.

One day maybe I could join the rest of you, 
I know my happy ending is ready for me.
How to get there though, I don't have a clue.
I don't need to, right? I'll just wait and see

You all have amazing lives,
Big families and great careers.
All without making any big strives,
How fast did everything just appear?

I wonder how long all of you waited,
Were you too waiting around to be found?
I know my destiny was already created
I hope, like everyone’s, it is just as profound

Not to worry, I'm really good at waiting!
In my room, I stay still til my amazing future arrives.
I do nothing except wait here with my toys, anticipating…
Wait, should I trust my future’s simply coming from the skies? 
What am I supposed to do now?

Process

In the making of this poem, I found myself sitting down, just letting my thoughts flow onto paper. It’s this feeling of waiting for something significant, and the puzzles mentioned in the poem are like symbols of the routine, something comforting yet would get tiresome. After pouring all my words onto the paper I would write and rewrite lines throughout the poem so it fit coherently. Throughout the whole process I constantly had to write a list of rhyming words beside me, as it helped me visualize how the lines would end up. The ending lines were the hardest as I really wanted to capture the emotion of confusing questioning.