Defining A Good Life Is Easy But Fustrating
Horrible and unmorally
making dreadful and odd decisions
Being the person everyone hates
As the days pass I machure
Changing into the to the person you would adore
Struggling changing and seperating good from bad
I accomplished my goal and yet I still am fustrated
Though positive, my peers are not
Outsiders drain me, yet they better me
I question myself and make hard decisions on how to react
But I just stay positive and think about myself
People either come in as lessons or blessings.
This poem is about:
Me