A day in the mirror,Frightened and shattered,Some call it hard work,Some call it knowledge. Bright years ahead,If study holds no power,Then what does?The mind controls it all, The one thing that does. Whether fortunate or disastrous,A smile or a tear,Friendly or reserved,I haven’t found my second half yet. Too easy to be true,Or too hard …
My morning would want meAs a classic pizza chefThen, shall serve hundreds of customersOn the table would be a taskTo accomplish. I would travel as many skies.As possible, every time seekingA door to escape.As the escape is required,When you need it. The bright morning is,Asking for treating the lordAnd the living beings alike.While the chef …
