Life of mine
My pencil life, oh what a life
It’s not that nice
Is it right for me?
I don’t know what is right, or what to write
Someone please shed some light
On what my life should be.
Primarily pencils pretend,
Proactively pushing past past positions,
Eventually ending even ends,
Especially eviscerating egos,
But beating bushes bends
bubbles brought by barons.
Mind, what movement hath you wrought today?
Have you brought ingenuity in your time?
Recall that your movement isn’t only in what you say.
Make your “do” moments memorable, life of mine,
Manifest your dreams, build the way,
Hard Work and Manners commit no crime.
Pencil, what shall you write?
Will you fight for what is right?
Guess
Oh, you’re finally answering now?
So tell me, is it for yourself or the crowd?
Yes
