footprints.

here i am. on another cloudless night.
alone.
thinking.

wondering who i am.
what i want.
where my life has been.
where my life is headed.

my answers are few.
my questions aplenty.

people question everything.
job security.
salary.
location.
training.
all important things.

i question footprints.
friendships.
memories.

i would rather change a life, 

than rest my head on a pillow of money.

i would rather be remembered,

and not replaced.

i would rather build my empire on shoulders,

than on skyscrapers.

whats the point in living a life so consumed with money, power and fame?

when you pass on, you can't take it with you.

who cares about photos in magazines?

who cares about fancy cars?

who cares about square footage?

setting aside vanity is nearly impossible.

it is the driving force behind business.

twisted steel and sex appeal. 

and sadder still, in this world one must be practical.

education.

foundation.

realization.

i am going to change lives one day.

i want to let go of the world, 

but my fist is clenched tight.

I've adapted to fit in and survive, 

and forgotten to coexist.

publish me.

quote me.

scorn me.

i'm over thinking outside your box.

and thinking inside my own.

Christopher Michael Cooley

ht-6'0

wt-165

eye color-blue

hair color-blonde

d.o.b-7-19-86

occupation-life changer