when everything is said and done,
what we'll regret
are the things never done.
a bucket list left unchecked,
every word on our lips unsaid
and every dream that we undoubtedly believed
was way, way, way over our head.
life’s a trip,
let's take the scenic route.
reach for what you dream about.
live for the moment,
all we have is now.
in stead worrying about green to count.
it isn’t even funny.
I look around and all I see are slaves to the money.
9 to 5 shifts,
just so I can buy this
it’s all a fucking virus.
focused on tweets and mentions,
while life’s passing by and
we don’t even pay attention.
staring at our phones like portals to the next dimension.
always looking down,
how can you find direction?