I can talk non-stop
But not with a mic in front.
I love art and craft
But none that can be sold.
I can write beautifully
But cant let anyone read.
I can churn a joke about anything in my head
But I'm scared of you laughing at me.
I can sing pretty well
But only in my most solitary moments
I sure loves to dance
But I get cold feet.
I have cracked every single interview and tests
But I have no job or salary.
I have dreams of empowering the less fortune
But cant get out of my own misfortune.
I have ambitions to reach the sky
But my feet are chained to earth.
The only achievement is
A life well wasted.
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