For as long as I remember
I've always been told
I'm never going to make it
It's just another useless goal
I didn't choose this life
I was just handed the ticket
Leading to nowhere I'm told
Now I'm just stuck with it
People get on and off
I've seen many a face
Yet no one seems to stay
Just move on at a different place
I look to my side
The final goal is near
I just sit and smile
Knowing I have nothing to fear
I see them laugh at me
To look at their phrase come true
Still I look to the side
Trying just to see it through
I put on my headphones
Remember what I'm told
Just slip quickly away
As I reach the praised goal
YOU ARE READING
Poems From A Awkward Teen Bohemian
PoesíaJust some random poems I wrote, a form of accepting who I am I guess. Anyway I'm open to criticism, just note I'm far from good at it
