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Aug 2015
I don't like to admit this,
But once every year,
I summon all of my courage,
And shove down my fears,

I let my mind wander,
Let myself roam,
Through all the posibilities,
All the paths my life could go,

I find over time its gotten harder to say,
That I just might not want my life to play out this way,
Maybe I want just a little more for myself,
Maybe what I'm doing is poor to my health,
Maybe I need to work on my life,
Figure out who I am, what to change and whats right,
Not edited at all, hardly even proof read, but I don't care because I'm trying not to think about this ....

Update: Reading it I think it's difficult to understand at first, but what do you think this means?
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   ---, GaryFairy and Edgar E Tobias
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