so...i'm a poet from time to time...i don't do it often but i do enjoy it. i'm taking a creative writing for poetry class so i figure i might as well throw my rhymes up here...
Progression.
Where do I go from here?
A platform so high,
simultaneously so low.
Where do I go from here?
Direction's been chosen
with no path to follow.
Fear, excitement, sadness
mix with anxiety.
Soon I begin to realize
Common Sense is right,
"Reality's a bitch
and I heard that she bites."
Where do I grow from here?
Uncertainty matters not;
determination breeds greatness.
Where do I grow from here?
I am my own author
and my story is fateless.
The flip-side of reality
is a matter to address.
Definitionless is success.
Success is a life without distress
and feeling satisfied when you
lay your head to rest.
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