First of all, take a deep breath.
You think you're set?
Wanna make a bet?
You're gonna be pushed to the brink.
Cause, people aren't who you think.
You gotta slow down,
Or you'll lose your sanity,
And it'll never be found.
But you see a path,
You can almost see the aftermath,
And you're racing for it.
But you can't jus floor it,
Cause there's a speed limit.
You don't wanna be caught,
So stop and have some thoughts.
And don't worry, you'll get there,
Through flight.
As long as you keep it,
In your sights.
Through all this seriousness,
You must know what exists
That is your salvation.
It's a musical revelation,
And it's up to you what you hear.
Cause no one else cares.
So you choose.
But,
If you think your all set,
Your gonna lose this bet.
So get to work.
Feel free to share your thoughts.
I own that picture at the top.
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Advice For My Younger Self
PoetryThis was a short school project. We were supposed to write some advice for our 8th grade self, and then turn it into a poem. I decided to put it up. Keep in mind, it is meant to be read out loud. So some parts may seem weird in your head. I might...
