This Is It

Show everyone you're happy.

CURTAINS UP


I have at most three years.

I got this.

It Was A Narrow Opening

But nonetheless,

The door was open

But I closed it

and locked myself in.

I'm Sorry

Today,

or rather, yesterday,

I realized something I shouldn't have.

I won't do anything about it.

It's a silly thought.

A feeling that I should just ignore.

It'll go away soon.


I should think about this more,
but I shouldn't.

I am not going to mess things up
for a lot of people.

I'm fine.

I can guarantee myself,


I'll be happy.

I DREAMT OF BOOKS

Two good books
Tell the same life I know.
Forbidden to look
At how different each stories flow.
One might get me hooked
The other may make me glow.

Which should I read knowing
I'd never open another again?

Will it be the book of adventures full
Of challenges and risk am I even ready to face?
Or will it be the book with a slice of life
Filled with security and warmth?

Time is ticking, I remain at standstill
Will I go face the waves or will I go along with it?


Unsure, uncertain of what each pages holds
I wonder what untold tale will unfold..?