Unfulfilled

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
Too much wasted time when life is too short.

Submitted: June 29, 2011

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Submitted: June 29, 2011

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I am fifteen years old.
If my life is to cease and fold
When I turn ninety,
Then a sixth of my life story has already been told.
But then I raise the question,
How much of life and this world have I come to hold
In this first large section of my life tragedy?
I have done nothing.
I've just laid back and stared at the wall.
It's time to do something.
It's becoming too late for destiny to call.
My heart is not fulfilled,
I have not done near enough.
What if it is at a young age,
That I am meant to be killed?
Too many bland days
And too many lonely nights
Have been wasted.
I need to stop giving in
To the comfortable, solitary lifestyle that I have tasted
For too long now.
But how?
What do I do to fulfill what I was meant to do?
Of things to do, I know only a few.
I must help the world and end everybody's sorrow and despair.
Before my time is over
And my soul floats and disappears into the misty air.


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