Finding what is to become of me
So many years spent in luxury
Dead with the remnants of my parents
I need no lament
I will follow the way they paved
Private school, working for a small pay
Riches to Rags
Ignoring the cries of “Social Justice” from the hacks.
Ghosts of memories floating on the wall
War amongst it all
Maybe one day I can change the world
My future to be unfurled.
So follow a light
That shines only within the night
Rise above the “Social Justice”
And make it so that you can once again afford to buy muffins.
Author notes
Meh. Something random I wrote this year for Creative Writing workshop. I like it anyways, a little cliche in some areas though
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Muffins!!
Really, I thought this quite good.
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I don't think its cliche at all. It's actually quite original. I like it alot. Make that I love it. lol. Great write!!
<3 Jenerali
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