But he lacked focus, his vision blurred by sex, drugs and other factors that didn’t really matter. Instead of being a positive role model he chose the latter.
He didn’t make it, so in his head a wasted mind laid vacant. What was left were regrets of a failed education.
He felt worthless because all of his friends and peers had left him. They were persistent and had lasting goals. He continued to search as life’s rocky road beat up his soles.
He had failed to make a lasting impression so now he was forced to pay for his transgressions. Forever trapped in mental recession.
He came to realize in life there were no handouts. So every night he cried himself to sleep, no one near to hear his shouts.
He once laughed at the men in strange clothes on street corners. How awkward this had to of been as he now counted himself amongst the presence of these men.
Be careful not to lose focus of your dreams. Just remember life is never what it seems. Take the hand that you are dealt. We are all given a set of cards, how you play them determines the end result.
– L.F. SIAFA