Stuck
Waking up wasn't easy
And neither is getting up to change.
Feel like a bubble gum machine receiving nothing but chump change
The piggy bank is my only competition
Then again it beat me by a long shot
Getting big bucks and all types of currencies
All I receive is quarters and give back a little
treat that only last for a few minutes
Real sweet at first then bitter to the tongue at last
Depending on whether you like to chew me you'll make it last
I feel like change is coming but how fast
Am I willing to take the next step to make that blast
Or will I just sit and wait for God to pave it in my path
Knowing in life if you want it you'll have a grasp... even if it's imaginary
I have the strength
I have the courage
I have the potential
I have the storage
I have God
So why can't I flourish?
YOU ARE READING
La Vie...
PoetryLiteracy is known as a source of expression. Transforming our inner thoughts using terms and creative forms of expressions putting into a short or long story. This is my form expression, welcome to my life.
