Someday. --- A Poem

I speak. I think. I write and I listen.
For one simple thing.
That one thing that will change everything.
That will make things better.
Or worst.

I don't know when it will come.
Or what will happen.

But I don't care.

I want my life to be full of new things.
And experiences.
For it to be something that I won't regret.

Only for this to happen.
I have to do something about it.
What that will be.
I do not know.

But I don't care.

I will make it happen.

Somehow.

Someway.

Someday.