@Rokay123
A writer, I want to be.
**I always wanted to be a writer** But Day after day All I pick up is a smoke and a lighter My brain is docked In and out of work I'm clokrd Relentless bored and hollow The more time goes on I realise the masses I've been made to follow Go to school, find a job, have a family And on and on it goes Dreams become buried, embarrassing nonsense, that no one knows Amd life, it ebbs and flows We find little trails of happiness Tiny morsels of reasons for being But time is funny and a foe And soon we stop seeing Letting our dreams go Casting them back out to someone Maybe another version of us We'll never know So for now I'll dream of being a writer **While I pick up a smoke and my lighter.** ***Rokay.***
5 comments
To dream is not enough... I hope while having a smoke you understand how beautiful the art is and you get to try it
Lol, sure I will
whaoo you write pretty good stuff.good job.carry on.waiting for more
Nice and well written article.
Dreams do come true ..keep trying ...you wrote very well ..every article is well organised ..keepi it up.