thinking a thousand times

Sometimes I felt fed up from this dead-end monotony. Knowing that I could provide more, but was misused... often times waiting... nothing worth while. A shift, a change could be necessary. Still, I could not trade the little freedom I have, the stress free environment. This has been in my system... something I had been accustomed to. And this iis better than nothing. Changing means I have to searched, start to adapt, to be accepted again, to prove myself... before, I embrace change but now I have to think a thousand times.