These Moments

Why do we sit here and ponder the things we don't know about the future and the past It's useless I wish to be free, to travel and to live to the fullest, to the maximum because I can only live once Why must I waste these precious moments learning of whimsical facts I am locked here seemingly forever when can I give up? These things they teach don't tell me how to live but simply how to find things that I will never look for. My search began with fury, passion and a drive But now I am lethargic seeing that I am lost.