Standing between the woods so tall , Act like you'll  never fall but the reality way harder than you thought from which , you were never able to fought.

Shall I become a poet? Just for fun , Jotting down my thoughts beneath the rays of sun .  Though a dark side exists that you never knew , because there is still a voice that says "I am counting on you";

Then what if I choose some so called famous ambition ,everyone even the passerby will throw a celebration. But the dazzling gaze of stars denied that thought,  because they knew then I'll  be forever under the Sea of Remorse.

But the biggest question will I be able to choose ,  or I'll work as a part time labour and stuff my face with the latest chocolate moose ....
Though at last , I have only one last text to send that----
Is this the feeling called
The End...

-- By an underrated ✨❤️‍🩹