The Future
The unkown mysteries of the Future.
Not one soul is aware of what is to come,
not one soul is prepared for the change.
Yet we all will reach the Future in the end.
These scary secrets infront of us
is what drives me to keep moving.
I'm scared and unaware
of what is to come.
However my curiosity is peaked
when thinking of the Future.
I will not miss a second of what is to come;
I will not cower from what is new.
I will grasp my desperation of knowledege
and use this to stick it through.
The Future is weird and scary,
but I need to know what comes next.
This poem is about:
Me
Our world