Hi guys this is a poem I made for creative writing class:
P.s. It has nothing to do with cars. :p

It Always Come

Dear Diary

“Life is a lie”;

There you are motionless;

Days repeating over and over;

You do what you have to do;

You can’t seize the day;

No freedom of thought;

The same pages read again and again monotonously;

It is all coming to an end;

I will not leave anything when all will be dark;

The ink is slowly disappearing;

One day only the title will be left;

A big eraser that will erase, allowing new words to be written;

Don’t be sad;

This is how things go;

So a day, the end came;

A green field on top of me, no flowers;

Only a few words carved on stone;

Dear diary, “Life is a lie”.