I know what I want to do but I'm going nowhere fast,
Being lost in life is a role I never thought I'd be cast,
I admit my skills have been questionable in organization and reliability,
But I'm getting older, need to find a path, some stability,
Before I get caught up by responsibility.
I have an ambition,
For me it's just starting the ignition,
Full of obstacles is my road to success,
Every opportunity turns out to be a dead end, I never progress,
I've looked for help but got no chance, it's always the same mess.
A dead weight, waste of space,
More dead end jobs, put on a brave face,
I haven't had much support,
Each time I come close of the finishing line, of my goals I fall short,
Well I'm fed up, it's easy to deduce,
I've got to knuckle down and stop using every excuse.
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Dead End
PoetryThis one's based on that hopeless feeling we have all experienced where we know we're capable of more, we want more but we're confused and lost about how to get to 'more.' Sometimes we don't have the motivation, believe we don't have the ability to...