The Journey

what is life?
why are we here?
I’m always trying to change gear
but it keeps knocking on my door
making me think making my head sore
what’s next?
what do I do?
then I think of something new
the road never ends
but on the tires…it depends
fill up the tank
and run to tomorrow
we have no time for darkness and sorrow
keep a smile as if you couldn’t swallow
the world is a journey filled to the brim
so read between the lines and don’t forget to skim

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Questions

if you had one wish
what would you wish for?
if you had one opportunity
would you score?
if you had one dream
would you soar?
if you only had one more day
what would you say?
if you had a lot of money
would you be the same person or go running?
if you had unlimited time
would you help others or live with crime?
if you could ask one last question
would it help you learn a lesson?
there is no such thing as a stupid question
so let it fly and just maybe it will find a reply.

Freestyle

words turn into writing
and writing turns into layers
many different meanings
they sound like prayers
with so many thoughts going through my head
my brain wants to leave nothing unsaid
phrase after phrase jumping through my ear
so many thoughts these words are sincere
but with the world around me so distracting
it’s so hard to keep this up without practicing
if practice makes perfect
then why is nobody there
perfect is the destination everyone fears
they say it’s impossible
but my mind is theosophical
what does that mean
you wish you knew
just keep thinking there’s nothing you can do

This Moldy Generation

as a kid you want to be old
and as you’re old
you don’t want to be mold
everyday rotting away
were all getting older
what can you say
there’s only so much life to live
so why receive when you can give
give inspiration and insight
give the young a reason to fight
we live in a world of YOLO and swag
nobody is humble because they all brag
so reach in your bag
and pull out some gold
give them advice
and get rid of your mold