timeA Poem by micky
Time...
It drives me insane I never have enough time It doesn't help to complain So i play pretend games,my favorite one is "im fine" I can tell you im drowning,falling,breaking but i don't have the time to waste So iI cook a meal of hopes and dreams,you ask what im making? Ill make a dessert of positivity with happiness as the paste And when it comes out a flop,burnt to ashes Ill answer by saying, "this is why I don't try,coz everything just crashes" No point in praying Time I don't have much Time drives me insane But life is like such So there is no point to complain
© 2015 micky |
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