Ambition I

Why am I so afraid to stop?

I think that I might miss something.
I don’t really know what.

Whaever it is, 
it certainly must be the most important thing ever. 

Much more important, 
than any of the important things that I already have.

But,
I really want the one that I’m the most unsure of.

I want the one that I don’t have.

The one that will make me anyone else but me.

Isn’t that odd?