Faded - Poem by David Beckham
Oh, my dilemma, see my life - oh heavens; see my world - oh man!
You have seen me cry; you have seen me suffer
The fusion of my past and present.
This melting point, this big-bang. So strong to hold my worlds in suspense
As time goes by so slowly, with every tick,
The spell is on my mind, neither letting my thoughts free to roam, nor still to freeze
The modern day choke, a recipe of hope and despair
Real paint in real life, hair, grey like rain clouds
Am I going or staying? I can hardly decide
Are you pulling on the last strand?
There yet? Bald like eagle?
Take one day at a time and be like birds
Be free to soar, free to be yourself.
Free to: free your mind.
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