Segundo Juan Devora

Eagerly waiting for success

Foolishly thinking it will come to me

That will be placed at my feet

Childish dreams and crazy daydreams

Fueled by the stuff you see on TV

I can’t wait for it to come to me

I need to attack it

Rush after it

Hunt it, like it would feed that primal desire

I have sat and waited

Waiting has not worked

It has boiled over

On my feet going after it

Finally got up, no longer waiting