What I want I can't do.

I want so much, 

But I know so little. 

Everything around me spin, 

While I try and learn to fit in.

The things I enjoy, 

I can't do for work. 

The things that I hate, 

I must use to add checks to the bank.

Everyone tells me it's a phase, 

I'll grow out of it.

I'm highly unsure of it. 

It's part of my being. 

Part of who I am. 

The writing. 

The art. 

It's my form of canvas. 

I do what I love. 

And I hope I can make it, 

Every day until I die, 

If only I can convince you it worth it, 

as I make my mark on this earth.  

 

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