This Monotony

In this monotony I question my standing?
Have I put myself here through relentless demanding.
A demand for excitement, a new challenge, a change
A life where monotony ceases to remain.

Should I seek to be content in the surroundings I call home.
Could I venture from this place? A place that is my home?
I could shatter this reality in search of further meaning
Or stay here and stagnate, dissolve these current feelings.

For now I'll dream of my future existence
this breaks the monotony
A monotony created by no one else but me.