Have you ever been drowning; drowning in a sea of broken promises and shattered dreams? Drowning in a sea of mediocrity? You find yourself sinking; sinking to the depths where the weight of expectations crushes your spirit. Without my spirit, I am no better than an animal; the yoked oxen would have more drive, richer dreams than me. The seeds in the dirt have loftier goals than I do, for I have no spirit. I have been battered and broken; I am a shell of my former self, discarded as garbage yet waiting to be refilled. I am yearning for the day when I am wanted, needed once more.