This poem was the result of a realization: that I had grown up and my perspective on life had matured

young and intimidated by life’s stature
i used to worry about a lot
nowadays
i just think about a lot

the difference between the two is subtle
but so are many of life’s wisdoms

you can live to die
or die to live

i die when i live to match anyone else’s standards
and i live
when i am willing to die living life
according to my own

self-willed and different
i don’t envy lives not my own
love for life is in the heart of its owner
and i love my life

i lost the life that people expected of me
and found this:
the real me
i found peace

though i can die
in the blink of an eye
i live my life
in the best way i can think of and i
pay attention to the subtle differences

THE END

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