Youngblood
The bedroom door slightly open tonight
With a spread of dim night light
Shining through, into the room.
Streaming in my head
Music- anthems of hope and light
Not a heartthrob to avoid.
Why does my drama feel less painful,
Once I excused myself from the crowd?
Did the sun once shine the same
Watching me through my years of youth?
Lists of agendas left to tick off
But I look forward to every bit
Like a marathon of winning lotteries
I pose with patience and a heart of gold
for what comes next in the queue.
For once again I'm excited about
this stage show named life.
Like a young flame, just ignited,
Dancing with peace in the head,
Smile on the face and
Light in the eyes.
Tomorrow has yet to come
But it's already better than yesterday.
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