Hit

One hit the quiet key board player thinks to himself as he walks down the avenue.
What would I do for one hit song?
Would I achieve greatness in my eyes comparable to the strengths of others?
Would I be satiated knowing that at one moment I would be at the zenith of my career or would I be eager to overcome challenges that are new that will take me to new heights he thinks to himself as we walks down the avenue.

Ones quest differs so much as do lives when loved ones turn corners that I can't help wonder what it is that I want to do and am I ever going to do it.

I get most things that I want, now I need to figure out why I want them.
To prosper or flail.

To industrious to quit, to stubborn to quit must I strive for heights that I have not seen?

To do otherwise is a shame but I wish I new how this ends.