A Split Life of Mine
In days of intense living.
Times where people aren't so giving.
Trying hard every time.
Doing day's work to earn my dime.
The future hints, it may be bleak.
Success and happiness. It's the life I seek.
Hard times. Life slips away.
It seems once more, I've lost another day.
Stressing on life, the way I do best.
But just so happens, It's like all the rest.
Doing and saying are two different actions.
Try loving and helping. See the reactions.
Strive for a road to a better tomorrow.
Now having to pay back the time I borrow.
One foot forward, one step back.
Continue this road. It's sheer will, I lack.
This dimly-lit life of mine.
Wipe away the flaws, then I shall surely shine.
So here I am. Still not feeling fine.
Here I am. Still at the starting line.
Watch! Someday, that will all change.
Someday, my skill and talent will take me to such great range.
As of now, I'm on a personal chase.
Mission possible, to change my place.
It's all stuff I'll learn in due time.
Starting my life.
To earn more then just a dime.
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