Saturday, November 24, 2012

Little Poem about the future.

Dreaming about the future, who know what it could be.
It like a christmas present and I am not allow to peek.
Just realize that it is coming soon.
I hope I have other plans than to stay in my room.
I been doing that for like the past 3 months.
It's like being on ship that is has began to sunk.
Having a plan on what to do, help to prepare.
Preparing myself before going out there.
I am looking at myself in the mirror.
Asking myself could I be any clearer.
I will not change because people want me to.
Staying who I am is the right thing to do.


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