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Feb 2023
Unpaved

Think...Think...Think...
What can these hands do?
What can your eyes see from this view?

Planning won't do any good,
How long will you stay glued?
When the time is right?
How long...
How long...
How long will we have to wait?
When we have enough time?

Time is gold, many fail to apply
that today may be your last breath and die.

There is A LOT to regret,
There is also a lot of mistake to make.
But we can never hit reset,
Fade those thoughts that ache.

Stuck and wondering...
Who.. or What am I?
an Artist, whose passion will be its fuel
a Developer, whose purpose is to entertain

or will I be stuck wondering who am I..
Be distracted from these jobs as I find myself still
waiting...
thinking...
on this unpaved path
I'm just stuck on which career I should take. I know everything's in my hand, but it worries me I'll make a mistake for choosing; something or nothing.
Written by
Zenoch
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