What am I doing here?
I asked this of me.
This can't be the place
I'm supposed to be.
This is not the way
I planned it at all.
I was certain that I
Had a nobler call.
What am I doing here?
I wanted to know.
So few here need me—
Should I pack and go?
There must be a place
That God has for me;
If only I knew
Where that place might be.
What am I doing here?
I hadn't a clue.
There must be great things
I'm destined to do—
To make for myself
A remembered name
And bask in the glory
Of fortune and fame.
