All that turbulent past ;
to times moving way too fast.
All that bow and arrow ;
that made it right at my heart.
All the wrongs and mistakes ;
that saw immense growing up.
All those trials that seemed right ;
which turned out what I call my life now.
All those moments of clarity ;
which was just a mere weak illusion.
All those questions with no answers ;
but just my endless and tired gaze.
All that waiting for greater purpose ;
which is more about whether I care to hang around.
All that turbulent past ;
to times moving way too fast.
to times moving way too fast.
All that bow and arrow ;
that made it right at my heart.
All the wrongs and mistakes ;
that saw immense growing up.
All those trials that seemed right ;
which turned out what I call my life now.
All those moments of clarity ;
which was just a mere weak illusion.
All those questions with no answers ;
but just my endless and tired gaze.
All that waiting for greater purpose ;
which is more about whether I care to hang around.
All that turbulent past ;
to times moving way too fast.

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