Stream

I'm like a stream, constantly moving but not going anywhere. Moving through different paths but never seeing what wonders truly lie before me. Going through the motions, doing everything I can to make it to tomorrow. Forgetting about today and thinking about the endless "today's" to come. I wish I could say I was happy, but honestly, I don't know. I just feel an emptiness, a void in my life that I can't seem to fill. Never satisfied but rather, always hungry for more. More of what? I don't believe I will ever know. I'm like a stream, moving through time, never appreciating the places it has seen.