Did you ever do something you loved,
But didn't know where to go?
You thought it was something good,
But that's not what everyone else showed?
You made something really great
And you were so damned proud
But when you wanted to show people,
They seemed to have laughed out loud.
So now you feel lost
Like you have accomplished nothing
Right back where you started
So now you are hard hearted
Toward this attempt you tried
And toward this thing you designed
And now you will give up
Because you feel the wasted time.
Nothing lasts forever
At least that's what they say
But when I see my journal
I'll think of this poem
Every single day.

~Peridot Myst~5/99~