Dashing

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Never felt rushed
Like ever before
A breeze pushing me
And my limits borderline

For some my not see
The unexpected future
To be told a plagued
By many stories

I never knew how much
Independence would really mean
Until I accepted the fact
Nobody will really be there for me
So I have to make the time
To prepare for my future...
What ever the future may be...

All the torture of these trials
Triumphs and pastels
This is my future that I'm making
And my angels are training me
To be the best me I can be

Time is ticking
Limes are picking
The rush of knowledge coexisting
Never telling the old me
Never telling the new me
Figuring out others like a book
I stare at the souls I took (metaphorically)

I saw what the days can hold
The experience untold
Preparation still at large
Completing the task at hand

What you can never take from me alive
I will put all shields up
And fight until the very end
Even when there is no end

My intuition is my leader
I never disobey and order
That always has a good ending

Being guarded by my guardian angel
Being advised by my spirit guides
Being reminded by my spirit animal
Recognizing who I am by my present ways
Ever changing the way the world works
So confusing and so amusing

I live in the darkness where
People would never step into
The most mysterious play
Of their entire lives

Time is low and
Life is passing
Time to take control
Time for true survival

My old and new friends
New and old advice
Just as cool as sticky rice
Never backing down
May be a bit of clowning around
But not in a serious moment described.

My old and new friendsNew and old adviceJust as cool as sticky riceNever backing downMay be a bit of clowning aroundBut not in a serious moment described

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A/N- I know It was a long time from the last update and I apologize for that, but I have to focus on school, family, and YouTube. Once summer break rolls around (on June 13th for me), I will put as much time and effort into getting more emotionally meaningful poems published. However, I am also studying to get my driver's permit (I'm scared as frick to do so, because I do not want to have to deal with any more excessive "high-pay-robbery" expenses from car dealerships, maintenance, insurance, etc.), which is stressing me out, because if I continue refusing get one, I'll probably be punished/grounded until I obtain my driver's permit. Also, I have to thank YOU ALL for 100 READS!!! So with that being said, I hope y'all have a great rest of your day/week/weekend! Goodbye my 620 comrades!

Update 2021: 620 comrades has disbanded and I have my drivers license

Poem made in 2018

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