Blindfold
At times I feel its best
to let everything be decided by fate.
Sitting in the sidelines whatching what'll happen next
peering at the world as I procastinate
It is childish to think that'll my problems will disappear
now is my chance to take off my blindfold
look daringly at my future as it appears
there is a bright future for me to now hold.
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