The Meaning of My Life
What do I want from life?
I want to write more, I want to fly
I want to stare into the light.
I'll run, I'll skip, walk, whatever feels right.
I'll mess up, check-in, make up and be friends.
I'll wake up next to her in my bed.
I'll love, I'll hurt, I'll be broken by then,
However, in hind sight, I'll hope it never ends.
I'll fly, I'll crash and burn, and cry.
I'll climb and jump and wait my turn to try
Only to fall again.
I'll drive fast, live fast, be last, and learn.
My life will be nothing less than one I earned.
Family, love, freedom, and to thrive.
This is what I want from life
#YOWO
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