Dreams of future

Fri, 09/20/2019 - 01:22 -- Kristyn

Wanting to be an Archeologist by 6th grade
Ready to start life
Everything figured out
Fast forward
15 years
Sitting here writing these verses
Thinking were did I go wrong
Not anywhere I wanted to be
This is what words can do
Brainwashed
Being told over and over
That you'll never be anything but stupid
The mind was a jungle now
Is the driest desert
All life gone in the sand
The force can be so small
Yet make the biggest impact
Like the rock that made dinosaurs disappear
That's the effect
Vampire's drain the mind
Need blood to serve

This poem is about: 
Me

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