GROWTH'S SILENT BATTLE

Sitting on a swing thinking the world was mine, Now I am older with a lot to mind, was skipping on my way home now I am stumbling upon life's rocks, I try to make the best days , but Instead there's no escape, so I wait for a silver lining that never seems to come And now all I do is wait for the next stage of my life without being satisfied with the last. I grow more oblivious to my purpose and use living in the moment to avoid the uncertainty for what comes next. Now my constant thought is "what's the point"