too much

empty time
frustration

information
opportunities
open chances

given ones
lost ones
choosen ones

open paths
ready to be discovered

by people
who are wanderers
of a silent generation

Following two decades time
A human transforms
Into an exploding cosmos
In the desolate void

Floating away
Flickering light
Questions of purpose
In the haze of dismay

Fear not of this barren
Let it fuel the flame
Move further and farther
In the deepest of abyss

For the cosmos within
Will unfold and evolve
The lessons as your light
In the dark, cold rise

Remember these words
As you travel through space
You are bizarrely infinite
A celestial design

in our mids 20’s
it’s okay to fail
stand up and try again
this time learn from your mistakes

it’s okay not to rush things up
we can go slow and steady
look how far we already achieve

we’re all doing the best that we can
we can do it, just hold on
we’ll get there!

Everyone always says
"your twenties are a funny time to be alive"
but no one told me that
it was going to be a
******* joke.

“Honey, you can’t keep living your life to please people.”
But that’s how I survive.

Someday
I won’t be quiet
When I want to scream about injustice.
I won’t hold myself and cry,
I’ll cry in plain sight
And show that what someone said wasn’t okay.

I’ll leave when I want to,
I won’t talk to those who hurt me.
I’ll tell people when they’re rude,
I’ll speak up
When I want to.

But now...
I’m at the mercy of others.
I live to please
Or I don’t get to live.

This is the time of my life
Where I raise my hand
And ask permission.
When I nod politely
At unfairness,
Where my knuckles are clenched white
Behind my back
As I accept whatever treatment I receive.

I do dream of being free,
Make no mistake,
I’m not happy this way.
But this is how I must stay
To survive.