Existential crisis

Pondering throughout the day

Where there is a will there must be a way

Pump content on a social platform

Make a dollar or two

What happens when ideas don't come through

How to remain true

When it is very clear

Motives are out of place

Hence the dropped pace

Of visiting this space

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I can relate, sometimes shouting into the void isn’t as fulfilling as usual. I enjoyed your poem💜

Whoa, Thanks!

There is always a way where there is a will.. Precise but with lots of meaning... We just have to keep forging ahead..

Short poem yet very intriguing. Your thoughts are too clear yet harmonic and rhythmic. It is really hard to keep this pace. The theme and gist, of your poem, are just too real and ironic indeed.

Thanks for the positive feedback! I was really into the moment I guess.

Very nice poem, they are questions or reflections that sometimes we ask ourselves daily. Hugs

Thanks bruh!

Relatable. I hope we all get better with time 💪🏻💪🏻💪🏻