Young OnesA Poem by PriscillaBeing blind...
Young ones who lives for the YOLO.
Who has no regard to things or time. How does you come to be this way? I was young once and found the pressures baring. Young ones who lives for the nights which they can not remember with people they will never forget... Whom forgets them in an instant but leaves them scared and wounded caught up in the moment of the YOLO. I find myself praying for the young ones hoping that the find that the chase is not worth the living if you're only but young. Their deaf but they hear... Only the words of the world spoken by the once who wants to be forever young. Their blind but they see... only the images of the reality tv who can never grow up. Responsibility they have no regard to it... Oh young ones... To be young is such a wonderful time and beautiful place... Remember the YOLO does not last forever and experience is vital in the growth of your being. Open Your Eyes and See...
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Added on August 27, 2014 Last Updated on March 9, 2015 AuthorPriscillaCape Town, Christian, South AfricaAboutI want to be a brand. I want people to know my name and remember it... Whether it be for my writing or for my singing, for my designing... I want to be known. I want to change things do good, inspire .. more..Writing
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