The need to find something that will appease.
Many false truths leave me wanting something to believe.
A way to be free from constant harsh adversity.
Chances to make me someone I'm happy to be.
Waking up grateful knowing life has no guarantee.
If I'm stuck here till I die, I realize.
I have to make a change before my demise.
It gets hard and letting years pass.
Getting hung up in things that never last.
Pointless and useless they happen so fast.
Pathetic people who made me feel outcast.
I got where I am, doing things my own way.
Keeping toxic people and there issues at bay.
Trying hard to follow the dreams I wish to convey.
Fighting the push and pull of distraction leading me astray.
Knowing perseverance and faith will get me there one day.
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PoetryRandom poems, nothing special. It's more of a hobby when I'm bored or have something on my mind. It's just a bunch of stuff I originally put up on mirakee. There's more on there than here because I get lazy to put it here. You can find me @ see_less...
