PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

When i was young, not much mattered,

yet i found what i cared about, got flattered

by the possibilities the future then held,

10 years later the same hope is spelled

by the writing i produce and smiles i miss,

the kisses i desire and girls that i wish

would feel the same for me as i do you,

no clue what other move i could use,

not sure how to speak the right words,

feel like Agent Smith circa Matrix Revolution, absurd

that i can't speak the way i do in my dreams,

i lose in real life but only coach winning teams,

i give great advice that always works,

but i can never give it to a jerk,

maybe that's why my own advice doesn't come

to my mind when i ould really use some.