Feels like I've lost myself, I've changed.
I'm living life for wealth and it's not good for my health.
Lately I've been thuggish, acting sluggish, this poem will I publish ?, Constant thoughts , my whole life it feels like I've fought. I'm loosing my individuality and no one should be proud of me , I dependent and not independent and I need a crowd around to surround me.
This isn't a new thing or new feeling but I've felt this way for quite some time , my depression is a construction worker drilling it's way through my life; though I look forward to make a killing in wealth I often remember it's bad for my health because I'm loosing myself.
I'm hungry with the need to succeed but as I look strong and mighty my heart too pleas, stay true to yourself , never lose yourself, never live for just wealth because your epiphany will come and depression will sneak upon you like stealth. Take this advice stay True to yourself or you will go through hell trying to find yourself before you lose yourself.
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Poetic Justice‼️
PoesíaPoetically combating the world's injustice My name is Thaddeus Pearson. I write from my feelings and a way to get away from this dying world, though some of my poems are depressing , love thought , and so forth I finally feel free to share the...
