The urge for what's next
Has blinded you what's already there!
Don't you realize
All the way in you're dead!
This impractical imbecile you've become
Nothing seems right
To what's already been done!
Seems like you've stopped thinking over.
May not be able to put in words
On how you feel,
but all I know is
we cling to memories of what we had
not blindly seeking on everything
to what's about to come!
Feb 12, 2020
Feb 12, 2020 at 8:04 AM UTC
The urge for what's next
Has blinded you what's already there!
Don't you realize
All the way in you're dead!
This impractical imbecile you've become
Nothing seems right
To what's already been done!
Seems like you've stopped thinking over.
May not be able to put in words
On how you feel,
but all I know is
we cling to memories of what we had
not blindly seeking on everything
to what's about to come!
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