Time to think, it's repetitive, kinda lame
When it' all don't stop and it feels the same
I lie awake thinking that it's just a game
I ask myself what It is i got to gain
And I know that it's not easy
And I know that without saying
And I know that it gets hard
And I know that that's life
Figure out what it is I got to do to make life move
There's no other way but to pick and choose
No matter what I sit and worry about things I got to lose
In the end it haunts me, all the things I wouldn't do
So here I am, it's repetitive, all the same
I guess I'm happy without a goal to aim
Living plain doesn't have to be a shame
Every simple moment like a picture I'd be proud to frame
And I know that it's not easy
And I know that without saying
And I know that it gets hard
And I know that that's life
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PoesíaRandom 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...
