"Last Place"
You saw the confidence on my face.
As I keep my own constant pace.
If everything in life would be a race,
You might be thinking I'm on the first place.
Look through the bigger picture and gaze.
Expectations and burden hidden behind my face.
I'm too lazy to keep my own pace.
Too tired to catch up to this stupid race.
You're still wondering I'm still on the first place?
No, I'm that person who is on the last place.
August 4, 2019, 6:11 AM
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Amateur Works
PoesíaThese works are purely made from an amateur and aspiring poet. These were made straight from ideas and thoughts which are assembled into a fresh poem. I am clearly open to any critiques that can possibly make my works improve.
