On roads I am lost;
and of coin, I am empty.
Of words, I have least;
and of weight, I feel heavy.

"she is all the flowery words in the dictionary combined.
she means the world to me."

as I lay in bed
with these flowery thoughts inside my head
wishing he'd tell me the verses exactly as I said

but only **** comes out of his mouth instead

your eyes, they sparkle
with your smile, i marvel
and with your smell, i flutter
but your heart... just artful

Fifty years from now, I may not be the person whom I thought I would be
I may not have served the job I dreamed of having
I may not be living in a house I dreamed of building
I may not be married with the person I am in love with right now
I may not have made peace with the past

But fifty years from now,
I hope,
I have decluttered my mind
I may be old but I will be beautiful
I may not have reached my dreams
But I will remember the moment I wrote this -
I am young and dreaming
I may have let my younger self down
But somehow I know now what my younger self had not known
I may not have traveled the world
But my eyes have seen what my younger self had not yet seen

Fifty years from now, I may not be as alive as I thought I would be
I may be under the ground with a dirge or requiem
Maybe two or three people crying or maybe none
But as that time comes,
May I never forget
That fifty years ago,
I have fought with my whole life.

Why must you worry of my callowness?
Fearing that I may lose control and take the road of the fallen.
Why must you deem me feeble just because I am young?
Telling me that I must worry of the future and sacrifice the moment.
Why must you frown upon my footsteps?
And I wonder why you should when you have never walked on my shoes?
Elders, haven't we all been there?
Judged and warned by those who are older to only take the path the winners have taken.
We were stubborn indeed but I have learned
To live my life without their watchful eyes and sharpened tongues
You may call me a fool for taking no heed of your warnings
But this is my life
And I have to suffer it
Understand that I will never trade my experience
For your unpleasant augury.
You have been there.
You have loved, taken risks, done foolish things and taken the road of the fallen
For such is life
And no one is normal
That is why I refuse to be controlled by the seers
For life is an ache that only hurts for a moment
Pain and failure is a gift
And we must endure suffering
For such is the only way to hoard strength
We must fail and let loose
For such is the right way to experience life
Let me suffer it.