Moving Forward

There was nothing that interested me today.
My thoughts were few, and I felt like stopping.
There was no drive left to move.

And I thought about my goals,
my life's ambitions,
and I realized how false my life could be.

People tell me I am still young,
but how can I feel so old?
Is time moving too fast?
Or am I?

And before I knew it, it all flew past me.
I didn't move forward.

We have the times when we want to give up.
Nobody else is here, and we have only ourselves.
But there is still hope, as fleeting as it may be.
And we still have time to find who we need to be.

If we follow what others have set out, we may fail.
If we deliver the knowledge that has been nailed into our brains, we are destined to learn nothing.
And if we continue to hold still, waiting for the right moment, we are destined to never go anywhere.

This is my last moment,
but where have I really traveled?
Is this all that life has to offer?

I shrug the thought off,
and I continue to go,
always moving forward.