It is but another gray day The sky is gray just like any other day Nothing to do Nothing to see but the gray clouds Boredom eats away at ones mental Waiting for the week to start Work is at least something to occupy the mind
Learning new things is hard, You can only keep doing it once you are deep into it picking up a new hobby isn't something everyone can do easily it requires dedication, which i do not have anymore. I lost the will to learn new things sitting here with the things i already know, wondering "Would it even be worth to learn anything new" i don't know a lot, but it feels like enough, while it might not be. Why is it that my mind drifts off to weird places instead of learning something new?
A game is not about winning, nor losing. It's about improving. It of course feels good to win, and bad to lose, but if you remember that you improve each game, you will feel better, even if you lose.
Which one is better? Winning or losing? I say, if you win, you are good, you feel good. If you lose, you need to improve more. Either way, You may or may not improve. It's about what you do. Play or just stand there not doing anything.
This is just a poem that is about nothing nothing can't be anything but nothing. If nothing would be something It wouldn't have a meaning. So nothing will be nothing forever. Except when women say "it's nothing" because then, it's something really important.
I had to write something so here it is. I mean i wanted to.
Life is a poem about work about working and working without working on life, on your poem you won't make it good you won't make it special nor happy but don't work too much it will just be worse if you work too much
i don't know why but i wan't to write about this. for no reason
Life is work because if you don't work you won't get anywhere , you won't be happy. Some say you can be happy without money but the truth is if you don't have money you can't eat you can't drink you can't have a house you won't survive. It's like an apocalypse if you don't work if you won't get strong you won't survive it.
Sorry if it's bad this is my first ever try writing a poem.