Endless possibilities, I'll forever think
Lamenting the times I should stand up
Rather I choose to obey and shut up
If I had guts way before
Resentment I had is not this more
Learning to let fo of what bothers me
Is a skill beyond my poetry
So I'll grieve and weep my younger self
And wish to myself I could be of help
But the past that's lost is already there
So I'll build the future we can happily share
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