Poem -

Just

Just

To be or not to be, can we truly see?

an onslaught thought and out of beat rhythm, that’s what it seems.

our hearts skip a beat, losing a piece of our souls.

when all we’re trying to do is reach our goals.

but what does it truly matter?
Do we really see?

with an off beat heart, and a darkened soul, it’s time to let things be. 

we the people, we the mess.

it’s really hard to address.

we eat, sleep, work and repeat on. But we systematically dull our minds from lack of relaxation and fun.

are we really suppose to live like this? Should we really stress?

when all we do in life leaves us in a mess.

To be or not to be, what is your position? To lose our hearts to leave our souls in such a bad condition.

unless we try, unless we get. Unless we have a better mind set.

we truly won’t move on in life, in love, and the worse that it will get.

To be or not to be, are you upset?

are you ready to get dirty? Are you ready to get wet?

our heart-ships and goals, we’re losing our souls!

how foolish we can get.

RM

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