[center][/center]9.30 {Nine thirty}

A poetry piece by chamberlain Dre.

I've always pictured life from the side lines,
Just watching it passing me by.
In the past, too afraid to just let go and live,
And lately too tired to try.

I've envied the people around me
They said its "Gods grace" but i know it isnt,
People who enjoy "luck" in essence to impress the streets,

While I spent my time hiding out from the world
And searching for ways to escape.
For most of my life I truly believed
I was here to help somebody else,

But now it's so clear it was just an excuse.
To avoid living life for myself.

It's sad that our lives and the pain we endure
Can weaken our strength to move on,
But if we get lost in the scars of our past,
I pray today makes a call to the future to bail us out
.
It's true, people are disappointing,
They can turn in the blink of an eye,
But we can't avoid hurting each other,
When we all want a chance at this life.
But there's something I've learned through the wisdom of age and the inking on papers,
A truth about all of our lives,
And that is no matter what path we each take,
In the end, we just want to survive.

So the time has now come to conquer my fears
And to stand up and face a new day.

Let the hurts of my past wash away with my tears
And stop letting my life slip away.
Because i'm so much dependent on the future,In all you do, let the fire burn.