THE DAYS I'M NOT THINKING
Gone are the days
that I am excited to go everywhere
When everytime I wake
the world always set my destination
I have missed those mornings
with no plans for the day
Yet found no more place
for the unexpected.
I have thought that to follow
is always good
But it's tempting to heed
for a dictation
I'm trying to understand
that I'm doing the conventional
But to comprehend what is practical
is not tantamount to my acceptance.
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