Random Poem #1
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Though you see me as the one with personality so strong
I feel as if I've misguided and told you wrong
Aspirations and dreams have constantly filled my head
And though I get weary I won't tap out until my last breath
I see people living for things of no real value
Instead of love and happiness which constantly runs true
The poetry is not only an ode to myself but also you
As a reminder of what to live for in these brutal days
Because the real things unmask the dishonestly in the game we play
That person may be showered in riches and gold
But void of true love and with no one to grow old
The person with less usually has more
And the person with the riches is usually poor
Poor in family which is covered by fat checks and fake smiles that wrap up into their hex
Usually we try to go after happiness in all the wrong places
And end up lost in deep and dark spaces
What do I live for?
Is that what you ask?
I live not for the riches, cars, and camera flash
Nor fame and popularity which comes to pass
I live for life-long success and family, you know it
I don't live for the dream
I live for the moment