Whenever i feel i'm waisting my time essence which is my life
I write poetry
That's the sole way I'm aware of leaving on earth a legacy
The raven crowing outside my window
Reflects my indescribable boredom
Something about this weather ain't right
It sucks up your joie de vivre
My heart is anxious, my mind is questionning tomorrow
If i'll live up to the expection
Becoming role model some kind of a hero
The sky is white without clouds like a blank page
A fitting image of my current emotional state
A canvas waiting to create the masterpiece it was design to make