@Twenty20 24 May 2020 more from that month

A cage of memories

Life is a book with memories cage Everyday spend is a page Every lost opportunity makes me rage Regrets of defeat are my pain My past mistake increase my headache My peer perfect story is what I use as a gauge Making me feel that a lot of page I have waste THE END is uncertain But every flip page draw me closer to it bait Maybe I grow old to give sage Maybe I won't and on the way I fade Either way I resolve that to fear I won't bail On the remaining leaves of my tale Like a king I must reign Even if the end comes in the middle page My epilogue will be the summary of a man that is made Really life is a book with memory cage.