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Note to self (25)
So when you are young
You are always pushed
one way or another
To strive and do better.
You must find your place
in this world.
And your place can't be
A miserable low-paying job
In which you might
Nevertheless be happy.
No. You must strive to be
In some lead position, pushing
And being pushed till you are
Constantly out of breath...
Physically and in your mind.
Like a car you want to push to
Reach 200 miles per hour
When you know it can't top 150.
And when Reality hits you
In the face.
You are always pushed
one way or another
To strive and do better.
You must find your place
in this world.
And your place can't be
A miserable low-paying job
In which you might
Nevertheless be happy.
No. You must strive to be
In some lead position, pushing
And being pushed till you are
Constantly out of breath...
Physically and in your mind.
Like a car you want to push to
Reach 200 miles per hour
When you know it can't top 150.
And when Reality hits you
In the face.
Published 28th Jan 2021
Author's Note
Could apply even more to women of course considering the pressure they have to bear children
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28th Jan 2021 9:32pm
12th Feb 2021 11:34pm
I'd like to send this note via time travel to my twenty year old self. Then again, I probably needed that hard dose of reality.
Great spill sir.
Great spill sir.
12th Feb 2021 11:42pm
