There's a lack of enthusiasm within me
i don't know why but;
but i cannot seem to enjoy myself,
even while doing what i love the most.

there's a lot of zeal missing within me
a certain something but I'm not sure what it is
but it sure is making me feel totally and completely incomplete,
and sometimes numb and devoid of having fun.

there's an empty spot for inspiration inside me
that's waiting to be filled,
may be with something or someone even;
but there seems no such miracle to happen as yet.

there's a certain stillness in the air
that's making me feel weary
like something is creeping upon me
and closing in on me.

there are so many questions running through my mind
about me, about my life
about everything i do and am doing
but sadly, everything's left unanswered.

i ask, in hope to get some kind of an answer,

where is the enthusiasm that keeps me alive?
where is the zeal, that makes me look forward for tomorrow?
where is the inspiration that makes me go out there and live my life with freewill?

where is the enthusiasm that was my daily dose of an adrenaline rush?
where is the zeal that made life sparkle and colourful?
where is the inspiration that made me love what i do or did?

where?
where is all that i challenged myself to live life all over again?
most of all, where is the courage that i lack so immensely that makes me move ahead in life?