Untitled - Future

What do I want to be someday?

All I know is time is a ticking bomb,

One way or another, I need to make a choice.

Even if it takes all the energy in my voice,

My heart still needs to keep calm.

But how can I do that in this path?

Where my brain is clogged like a sink.

My nerves is a pen without any ink.

My mind flickers the aftermath.

What do I want to do now?

Will I continue what I have started,

While knowing that my body is startled?

Or shall I break the disturbance,

that keeps me unbalanced?

They say there is enough time left.

But we know that this world is a theft.

I may do what my soul desire.

Chasing dreams I cannot acquire.

What did I do in the past?

I did everything I could to gain greatness.

I defied my own limit.

I embraced my own happiness.

I won them with this spirit.

And then, fear started to grow.

Gradually, I became so weak.

I continued to get slow.

I don't know what I seek.

I'm not sure what the future holds.

But right now, it is not worth as golds.

For these ambitions that I can't maintain.

Will it be more interesting when the future is uncertain?

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