I wonder where I'll be twenty years from now.
Will I still be lonely,
Or in a deep love,
And end up living a life,
That I will be proud of?
Will I be happy,
My smile filled with true glee,
And go to sleep each night,
With someone beside me?
Will I have a job,
That inspires me to wake up,
Be friends with my coworkers,
And drink coffee from a styrofoam cup?
Will I have a house,
Not a house but a home,
One full of love
And I will never feel alone?
Those are good goals
For which I will strive,
But for now my main goal,
Is to just stay alive.
YOU ARE READING
Poems for the Lonely
PoetrySometimes I need ways to express my feelings and I do this through poetry. I am not at all the best poet in the world (not even close) but I just thought I would share them with you. Stay beautiful.
