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Instrospective PT 1

Instrospective PT 1

Lord I know you saw this because you see everything,
what do you do if its never going right for me?

No matter how hard I try but I always fall two steps back,
everlastingly exposed to mass media, bombarded by others perceptions

Projected and embellished to be seen as the norm of today's world,
continuously congested with university work, outings with friends, personal ambitions

the lower pleasures of the flesh, the ultimate battle for self-improvement by introspective means,
nostalgia fills my senses as I look back in time to better days

They say that time changes everything,
but it seems like I'm heading to nothing

Self-reflection on a daily basis,
'maybe tomorrow' echos procrastination 

As silent as a mouse laying in my bed,
looking back and only asking what is the meaning of life?
 

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lodigiana

Hi Leon, this is quite a philosophical  write and I love it! Love the pace of this and how easy it is for the reader to connect to the writers perspective on his life...Introspection and self reflection  with a recognition of what faces you on a daily basis makes this a really interesting read- thank you for sharing!
Lodigiana

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