Future

Mon, 04/21/2014 - 00:29 -- zeepoet

What's a future without a dream?

What's a river without a stream?

 

Hoping and praying won't go far, 

but we think the same of the stars.

 

I want to be her, and I want all of that.

But if you want a future, you can't be fat.

 

Perseverance. Aspirations. Determination.

As of now, I remain in meditation.

 

When will I wake up to fullfill my destiny?

When will I see the rest of me?

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