My Days

Poem I wrote while staying at my sisters house.

My Days

My routine has been

shattered & bruised

as I sit here thinking

while hearing the cars

stream by on the freeway

I think ' I'll be alright'

been here, done that

life can't get any worse

than it already has

for me and the world

Do I dare pray & hope

things will change?

Not being selfish

so everyone is happy

and healthy too

For now as I sit

with sweat on my brow

I'm tired, so... so tired

I need my own place

to live and breath in!