Sitting on the corner of this street
Waiting for my dreams and I to meet
As I see
All of these
People walking by
Carrying on,
Living their lives
I can’t help but think
What I missed when I blinked.
Was there a memo I didn’t receive,
Sharing the secret to life and how to achieve?
Or did I just find my blind spot?
I gained too much hope then lost my shot?
Getting dragged into fantasies
About my life and what it could be
I let the clock go unseen
As I got stuck in between.
January 24, 2017 at 5:24 am
Wow…this poem had a really great flow to it.
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January 24, 2017 at 5:26 am
Thanks 🙂
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February 5, 2017 at 2:17 pm
As I was reading this poem, there was this nice wave into it. Enjoyed☺☺
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