This poem is dedicated to all those people who feel as if they are merely living and have no/lost all purpose in life:
I sat by the roadside everyday, watching my life go by
I was a passive observer, watching time fly
I saw some crazy people always fighting for things that were right, but not me
I’d say to them do what you want, but please let me be
So what if one or two issues remain unresolved
I am happy as I am, not getting involved
Suddenly one day I fell very sick
I had no choice, I had to go to a clinic
The doctor said you don’t have much time, soon you will die
Hearing those words, by the roadside, I sat down to cry
I wasted my whole life, never took control
I wish I had had the courage to play my role
I wish I had stood up for once, for once had I been brave
Today I would have had someone to cry on my grave
Now my life is over, I’m sitting here all alone
Nobody close to me, no achievement to call my own
I hope no one else makes the same mistakes I made
Watch their lives go by, watch their memories fade
Until one day their body withers and dies
Call it a warning or a passivist’s advice...
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