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~The Clown~
The future is indifferent
Yet it is held under my breath
The signs are a little discerning
Or am I just fooling myself
Am I making the wrong decisions
Or am I weary of being told what to do
My heart competes with my mind
In this rushed race called time
The pressure to do well
The fear of letting them down
I'm putting myself through this hell
In the end...
Who's the clown?
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Anything But Ordinary
PoetryA collection of original poems and thoughts with rhymes of a wandering mind that is anything but ordinary.
