The American Dream is to be wealthy
That's not how it is for me
It's going out with you and getting an ice cream at the zoo
All of the small things are what make me happy
Why would I want to be wealthy when everything is temporary?
I don't obsess over material objects like money or power
I live life by the hour because I might not be alive the next
I don't care about this standardized test
Throw me your best, I'll just lay my head down and rest
Because I'm not like everyone else, I don't follow a list
Spending my day with you is all I wanna do
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Unreliable Existence
PoetryThis is a collection of almost all of my poetry. I have a few poems in my notebook that I haven't added onto here, but most of them are in here.
