Plane

Everyone dreams of being

In the clouds

But only know how

To get there by

Smoking loud.



I'm tired of the weed.

People only

Know how to feed

Bad habits.



They want to lead

By example.

They concede and

Get trampled.



Things get rocky.

Life turns from solid

To shambles.



Procrastination is

A Fascination.

Stress levels increase.

We all scramble.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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