..it could be the shit part..Shouts out to my fans all over the world. Hopefully you've not been craving too much for this anti-dote of stress. That's referring to my sea-ly posts. Well anyways, so I'd also like to welcome this new introduction into the blog, which is more than just a competent writer, expressing the most unexpressive of feelings ( do note they are unexpressive for a reason). Anyways, I do wish this new person luck, to help contribute to the great common cause of the authors of this blog, i.e. Unknown, as everyone is basically adding whatever remotely crappy thing knocks their parachuted minds. And here's my turn. This was a poem i came across, was written by a teenager suffering from cancer...And well, I kinda liked it i guess.
Have you ever watched kids on a merry-go round?
Or listened to the rain slapping on the ground?
Ever followed a butterfly's erratic flight?
Or gazed at the sun into the fading night?
You better slow down. Don't dance so fast.
Time is short, the music won't last.
Do you run through each day, or do you fly?
When you ask How are you, do you hear the reply?
When the day is done, do you lie in your bed,
With the next hundred chores, running through your head?
You'd better slow down. Don't dance so fast.
Time is short, the music won't last.
Ever told your child, we'll do it tomorrow?
And in your haste, not see his sorrow?
Ever lost touch and let a good friendship die?
Cause you never had time, to call and say "hi" ?
You'd better slow down. Don't dance so fast.
Time is short, the music won't last.
When you run so fast to get somewhere
You miss half the fun of getting there.
When you worry and hurry through your day,
It is like an unopened gift thrown away.
Life is not a race, do take it slower,
Hear the music, before the song is over.
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