The life you live
Is not real
The waves that toss
Your life, are not true
The matters that curl
Your thoughts, are fictious
The frustrations that haul
You down never existed
All the steps you think
Are higher it's an illusion
It's fallacious
The thousands of rocks
And mountains in your mind
And face
Are thousands of dollars
You need to build up to
Your imminent is in
Your head and hands
Your forthcome is today
By: © Melucy The Poet
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