thoughts about approaching 25—
the impending sight of the future
feels like a ticking time-bomb
hanging over me
time is passing by with no intention,
to stop, and smell the wildflowers
I have so craftly decorated my life with
—or at least the ones that remain
time is scary
the more I get older, the less I know
what to do with my life
I have dreams....goals.....plans
I just need time to slow down
take a chill pill
let me be a child for a few minutes
I'm not ready yet for the outside world.
ŞİMDİ OKUDUĞUN
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ŞiirA collection of personal poems and thoughts, written during certain circumstances and situations. WARNING ⚠️: Metaphoric illustrations of dark themes and thought processes, not recommended for those struggling with their mental health.
