For this week’s article, I wanted to change this up a bit and write a poem. Check it out below:
Sometimes I forget I’m aliveThat I have dreams and ambitions in which I striveThat I have to make choices and decisionsThat affect my life, not a hallucination
That every action has a reactionThat I have no authority positionLife is out of my controlAnd on me it has taken a great toll
That my mind is thinkingThere is something I’m seekingI have emotions that leadI have a past, for once I was a seed
I am growing into a plantWhat type, I will never understandBut something magical is happeningFor this life I’m living
Sometimes I forget these human connectionsDividing my life into sectionsProfessional, personal, educationalIt all seems irrational
Sometime I forget that I have a personalitySomething I can’t really change, for that’s the realityThat I have been breathing for this many yearsAnd any day something can interfere
Then I won’t have these thoughtsOr this realization I have caughtBut sometimes I forget theses a futureUntil I wake up and realize my past is now a teacher
I find it incredibleHow I am something tangibleI have a lifeAnd am going through time
Sometimes I forget I’m aliveThat I have a daily strideThat I have thoughts and imaginationsBut realizing it through hesitation.