Our destiny is beckoning
Every day the same reckoning.
Same routine, different day
A little older
A little tougher
A little wiser
Smarter
Stronger.
We're all holding on for a little longer.
We wait for the day
When we can finally say
This is my life I have created
All my friends have already dated
Whilst I sit in my room
Alone with my tunes
Studying my life away
I wonder if I can say
I truly enjoyed
This life.
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Musings of a Deep Thinker: Free-Verse, Rants, and Poetic Rants.
PoezjaCompilation of different poems and rants that I've thought of and overall what goes through my mind when I think about life in general. Yeah. Enjoy.
