I am a wanderer,
I walk aimlessly in circles
Not knowing exactly where I am going
Or how I will get there
Or the people I will meet
Or the things I will see
For I am a wanderer
And I have no home or destination.
I am a competitor,
I challenge my strength
And other people’s abilities to do different things,
I love a good contest and strain to win
For I am a competitor
And I strive to break free
When I’m held in chains.
I am a ponderer,
Sometimes I imagine myself living a different life
With different people and places to see,
But then I pop back to earth
And live the life that is expected of me,
For I am a ponderer
And I consider everything that comes my way.
I am a striver,
And I attempt to find a home
Instead of wandering in circles,
And I try to be the best at everything
Without competitively hurting anyone else,
And think outside the box
When the box seems to be made of steel,
For I am a striver
And I set the bar high so I can try my hardest to reach it.