Twenty-five

in #poetry7 years ago (edited)

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Oddly.. These days I like things to be easy.
Like a piece of leaf jiggling in the air.
Yet, I'm listening to loud music.
So I could rise up the mood,
At times that my body lust to sleep.

I love vintage..
Everything that was outdated;
Clouds, poems, plants..
I have no time for things
That have no soul and not alive.

My peers..
All they do was to look down the screen,
Follow suiting, the gibberish trend,
And fitting themselves..
Inside the box that they call..
"Reality"
Grow up, get busy, be a Robot.
This is how society molded humanity.

I think,
I know myself better now!
Because normalcy
Is coursing out of my veins,
This sounds moonstruck..
But I like it!

In between young and adult.
I'm at the best pace to flee
With the wind,
Killing it along freedom and individuality.

Because at times
That the sky gets a little grey.
My light shine at it's best!

Burdensome people..
Hate it!
I know..
'Cause I'm twenty five and carefree.

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Its who you are not because your 25🎉🙌🙌👻

Thank you! Haha

Grow up, get busy, be a Robot.
This is how society molded humanity.

This is exactly how I feel.

Nice painting :)

Di po sakin yung picture magkamukha lang kami ng likod haha, images source posted below po

You need a little break, maybe?

Yep #adulting is stressful.lol.

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