Reflections of My Perceptions
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not so long ago, i skied down alpine slopes,
i consumed italian pizza on venetian boats,
now my days are about talk shows and soaps
and it's getting difficult for me to cope
as i struggle to accept youth's promise, broke
eyes squinted, in search of so much as a poke
a sliver of light, just enough to rejuvenate my hopes
but it seems just as my fires are once again stoked
melancholic clouds overshadow and soak
leaving me with nought but steam and smoke
unable to see beyond today, wishing i had not woke
wondering how long i must be beaten by time's stroke
i consumed italian pizza on venetian boats,
now my days are about talk shows and soaps
and it's getting difficult for me to cope
as i struggle to accept youth's promise, broke
eyes squinted, in search of so much as a poke
a sliver of light, just enough to rejuvenate my hopes
but it seems just as my fires are once again stoked
melancholic clouds overshadow and soak
leaving me with nought but steam and smoke
unable to see beyond today, wishing i had not woke
wondering how long i must be beaten by time's stroke
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