FOMO

I feel like a language you

can’t understand, like

i’m missing out on

life, yours, mine.

don’t think for a

second that my roses

are without thorns,

i’m low-key in my lane

fighting, learning, chasing

the dreams hovering within

my head space.

…thoughts…mind…power…

is anything really worth it though?

i keep trying and trying,

tossed by the wind like

a tumbleweed. maybe

this time, life will

let me spread my

wings and fly high

up into her sapphire sky.

 

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Inspiration: FOMO – Fear of Missing Out!