Looking at the stars,
Staring at the sky,
Thinking about life,
How quickly it goes by.
Suddenly it hits me,
And I start to cry.
These are some good times,
For once mama didn't lie.
So what's with all this pressure?
Why must I always try?
Dizzying heights, always having to look down.
But keep your head up buddy boy,
Or you're gonna drown.
Don't let this poor fake smile slip into a frown,
Don't be a fool for a king,
Even when handed a dunce cap crown.
You're not a failure,
One day, you'll live the life.
One day, you'll own this town, and be free of stress and strife.
YOU ARE READING
The Jonathan Ricketts Poetry Collection
PoetryAn insight to my heart, mind, and soul. Please, feel free to give your opinion. I appreciate all feedback. I will update this somewhat often as I will continue to write.
