No Time is Wasted Time

I feel angry, but angry doesnt feel me.

Maybe this is more so an illusion. 

You spend your time gathering all of those thoughts,

Just to let the positive ones slip into the abyss.

You are not lost.

Just your mind floating around through earths mist. 

You know the fundamentals that make up YOU.

Just listen to the universe and wait for your cue.

I'ts all for something.

Give it your all, or nothing. 

This poem is about: 
Me

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