Extraordinary Poem by Jacob Meredith

Waking from my slumber to another boring day,
Wishing for extraordinary to take me away,
Thinking of possible escapes and secret paths,
I close my eyes envision this life and start to ask,
What is existence and are we really here,
Or are we all the same; just peering in a mirror,
No man holds the answers that living teaches,
Be him a poor bum or rich man on beaches,
So stop sitting still wishing for amazing,
Life is yours and greatness is for the taking.