My life
Days are passing, Seasons coming and going. Yet all seems the same. I remember back, In the days I was younger. With a mind full of visions and dreams. Hoped life would be different. Yet till now, Everything's the same. Saw myself in a whole different world. Perhaps years weren't what I thought they were. I mentioned years Forgetting that that was only a digit. As I watched them pass, Like a river, never returning. Life treats me like a puppet, Choosing paths for me. Made plans, visualized them
