Growing up as a child.
I dreamt of perfection.
I would have the very best car.
And a big ol' house too!
I'd eat the finest foods,
I'd sleep the night in different rooms!
Then I became a teen.
And reality was a far cry,
From those beautiful dreams..
I've yet to drive!
Whilst still living at home..
Spots have emerged.
Though they seem to come and go.
I wonder what the future holds.
I yearn to learn my fate!
I'm not saying I want a Lamborghini.
But I would settle for an Audi R8..
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Life And Conflict
PoetryIs life what you had hoped it would be? Maybe you had envisioned going out in glory? Through poetry I will try to explain that it's not too late to go out all guns blazing..! These poem's will tackle life and conflict. Both the Gl...
