Poetry

Tick-Tock

Every single day spent waiting

Waiting intently instead of creating

Holding on for the promised tomorrow

The tomorrow that will never arrive

 

Fame, Fortune and Love – we await

Blinded by the misleading bait

Outside is where we should go

To learn our fate and grow

 

Success won’t come with out a fail

Fear holds us back, making us bail

Trying is the only way to be happy

Even though often it turns out crappy

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