Existentialism
Stoic
I've done nothing
Still yearn to find what remains elusive
What can I do, why do I stray
No sure path to travel with ease
Rage decides, divides, ******** breaks it apart
Yet I'm tired, give it up and procrastinate
Sands of time fritter away
Irrevocable
But tomorrow is another day
Gonna live it while I can
Just spewing. Brooding teen angst. What else can I say.
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