Some say are lives are a destiny,
A star quivering in the dark density,
But some quite don't understand,
That some stars burn out fast,
Do you believe that we're created with a schedule,
For when the good and bad times happen,
Or believe we create our endings,
Our reflection based on the choices we've made.
We don't always chose our destination,
We are all human in our ways,
We make mistakes and bleed,
We fall into the abyss and plead...
"Please don't take choice away from me."
"Take me away from this terrible dream."
...
Maybe that was their true fatality,
To be found with nothing but terrible faith,
Of a unthoughtful destiny,
Funny, since we all suit this fate.
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Life
Poetry"Life isn't always what it seems, it's what you feel is your own reality "
