"Visions"
One looks upon early life, visions of success,
one looks upon elder life, visions of regret.
Visions of the future, so full of hope,
visions of the current, soaked in tears.
Visions set in motion, wondering for the outcome,
visions now true, but flipped onto others.
Visions filled with colorful licorice, strawberries, and rainbows,
to current black licorice, rotten apples, and sorrow.
Look towards the future, what do you see;
visions of hope, achievement, dreams maybe?
Now look upon the current present, what do you see;
visions of regret, hopelessness, and anxiety.
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