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There’s No Waste If I Never Did It In The First Place

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A Poem

What if last week was my last week?
Did I measure up to what life is supposed to be?
Or did I lay around and waste it
Looking forward to chasing that next Netflix flic
and where I’m going get paid from next

There’s no waste if I never did it in the first place
But though I complain my yearning never ceases to adorn me
And that’s why I hate it here
There can be no wrong or right
I’m only ok when I am high, or drunk
Meditating or in a funk
Something unworldly

That’s a problem that was never faced
No one wants to talk about the reality of things
You can survive without prayer and hugs
But why we talk the importance of a good nut?

There’s no waste if I never did it in the first place
But though I complain my yearning never ceases to adorn me

What is today is my last today?
How will I remember it?
Who will remember it?
All we want to be memorialized,

and never forgotten for who we really are
Not who you thought us to be
That’s a problem that was never faced
No one wants to talk about the reality of things

There’s no waste if I never did it in the first place
But though I complain, my yearning never ceases to amaze me

Originally posted on Medium.

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