The future.

You make it no easy
Instead very hard,
Everytime you tell me
To turn in future card.
Deiciding for me
Is not an easy task,
Its not a cup of tea
Poured fresh from a flask.
Job is the destination
Degree is the way,
I dont wanna choose
A path on which i may sway.
It may be a road not taken
Full of sour cream,
But i wanna fulfill it
As my life’s dream.
Like may turn
Into a nightmare,
If decision goes wrong
But i wanna dare.
To stretch
the horizon far,
Travelling in a
Brand-new unusal car.
To reach those
Bright scattered stars.
Who appear so near
But are yet so far….

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