I'm sitting here wasting my time, but thank God i'm not wasting my mind. There really isn't a good excuse, for why i can't put my time to use. Is there something i need to know? Is there somewhere i need to go? What am i doing here? Is it wrong for me to not care? I don't feel like following rules. Becoming another of 'their' tools. Being a slave for minimum wage, until i'm freed at that dying age. When i can live my life and rest in peace, and i can chill wit god and have an eternal feast. When i can free my mind and live my dream. But until then i wonder what it means, when we're happy in life, or so it seems, and it ends so quickly, killing our dreams. I want to LIVE, LOVE, and be HAPPY, but it's hard when this world's so crappy. I wrote this today.....lemme know what you think.....maybe i'll post my other one when i get back from class
Thanks, should it mean more coming from someone who doesn't like poetry?? Now, if only more people left some criticism lol.....