I woke up this morning feeling creative,
So thought I'd pen some thoughts before they left
My mind and escaped.
Deliberations over word arrangements
Has my mind in a state,
I procrastinate until my ideas fade
And slide away like yesterday.
We all have our talents but whether we choose
To use them wisely
Is entirely up to us and whether we care enough.
Whatever it is,
Find it,
Like it,
Love it,
Lose it,
Find it again or find something new
It's up to you.
But when you find what you really love
Don't just let it pass past
Until that chance was merely on past's path
With the past having the last laugh
Like it corrupted your dreams by giving you a harsh task-
Life's path's hard.