Is it my destiny,
To sojourn in my current reality?
Or, perhaps, it is my fate
To be discontent as of late.
I find myself remiss to old joys,
Losing delight with life’s old toys.
However, I am content with meliorism,
And the belief that I can be freed from my delirium.
Destiny and fate aside, I will venture to hold in my hands eternity,
All so I can improve my current reality.