Undecided
Guessing has become the norm.
I was never certain of anything.
I just guess my way through the storm.
Can't blame anyone for losing faith.
It's all about survival, and no one likes to wait.
So, I guess I will be a Poet seeking fame.
But at the end of these words will you remember my name?
Maybe I will never make it,
Or maybe I will.
I guess Iam just guessing against my will.
Why can't I make a decision?
I guess, I guess, I have no opinion.
So, I guess I will be an artist, whatever that is.
Or maybe I will settle down with a wife and some kids.
Maybe I will be rich or some what poor.
But this I do know, I wont be guessing anymore.
Copyright © Germaine Thompson | Year Posted 2019
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