Sometimes you expect to much.
Though you know, there's lots of brunch.
Like a lil seeds on a pot.
Care for them, they'll grow alot.
With your imagination,
make lots of expectation.
Here comes your full attention.
Here comes those mix emotion.
When reality revealed,
against the thought you indeed,
here's the word, "disappointed".
It really sucks you to dead!
Being paranoid won't help.
Don't be obsess, think your self.
Thingking something ain't that bad.
Just explaining, im not mad.
Having much fertilizer,
the plants would get in suffer.
Clear your mind for a reason.
Go with the flow, then move on.
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PoetryThe story of my life, till I got my beloved wife. Lol! that was just a joke, coz I really dont know how to hook. Honestly, its just a peices of me that I wanna share, if you dont mind, I dont care!
