Try to appreciate the sun like the little joys in life. You never know if the day will come when you’re filled up with too much strife. Just let the beach waves dissolve all your fears. Because no one knows when your time will come so don’t waste your time with tears. I know it sounds cliche but it’s the little things in life that make it count, so try to make happiness your ideal sound.
Edit: you people are so entitled that you make it ******* impossible to do anything you would actually LIKE doing. You're all ****. Call me a nightmare all you want but if anyone's actually read my poetry from around this point of time and before you'd know I didn't ******* deserve this and that YOU ******* PEOPLE ARE THE ******* ******* NIGHTMARE.