Poems of an untold generation
Wednesday, July 3, 2013
Saying nothing
High expectations.
Loss of self worth.
Floating now on a cloud of work.
Passion escapes, light disipating
Stuck here always waiting.
Loose thoughts, loose minds.
Honest to god i feel blind.
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