You felt that you should follow a different path, more ambitious and full of dreams

You felt that you should follow a different path, more ambitious and full of dreams, a road scattered with hidden stars whispering your name in the night, but you had no idea how to get there, how to forge your way through the shadows, and so, in your misery, you began to hate everything around you, like a smoldering storm. Your gaze gets lost on the horizon, searching for a sign, a map to your unfulfilled destiny, but the days pass, one after another, like the pages of a book you cannot decipher, and with each dawn, you feel yourself sinking deeper into the endless labyrinth of doubt, where hopes dissipate like thin smoke, and dreams unravel in the wind. You wish to escape this trap of the everyday, to fly far away, but your wings are heavy, tied to the ground you tread upon each day, and in the silence of the night, you hear your heart beating, a silent call to another destiny, a mute cry that gets lost in the vastness of the universe that offers no answer. You often wonder if your lost path can still be found, if the stars still await you, and deep within, a spark still flickers, refusing to be completely extinguished, for somewhere beyond the fog of the present, you sense there is a place for you, a purpose, and so, you continue to search, to dream, to hope, to struggle with shadows and light.