What we perform, what we show is what we achieve in this world. If we keep caring about, what people say, the time's run out, problems, keep blaming them, we'd never revive to try again... This poem tries to highlight it..
Ignore, the humps laid with no use
are they going to heal your views?
make you feel the real drill?
or maybe, they succomb in deadly bills?
Let it go, attire of sorrows
unspoken world with no horrifying burrows
Introvercy is a gift for life's tomorrows
stake it's effect after crossing that janeiro
Wake up! stop clapping for unnecessary ducks
your destiny, can fetch you a higher luck
if you're willing to crack with no codes
You're a survivor, with a waiver to roads
The world isn't waiting, you're patient
Grab the potions to transform the hills
This is a parole, out of the stadium
racing through glances of that glimmery sun
Time hasn't disappeared, claim your patents
You're the melody, your voice, it's wheels.