My life and yours
By just breath
Sitting in the stillness of my own life, i wonder what to do with it
I feel time has slipped by unnoticed as i slept
I have woken now but am still tired and restricted
This is all tied together with uncertainty
What is there to do today
Work, sleep, work, sleep, work sleep - I can't wait for the end of the
week
Im tired of being an ant, i wonder what it would be like to fly, s'pose
it doesn't matter as in the end it is all the same
Work, sleep, work sleep, work sleep still waiting for the end of the week
I wish I was home but what would i do then
I wish I was rich but what would I do then
At least it is safe being an ant and maybe one day I will be queen
Give birth, sleep, give birth, sleep, give birth, sleep - there is no end
to this week, hmmm maybe I don't want to be queen
So sitting in the stillness of my own life I ponder others and am happy
with mine for now!
Comments on "My life and yours"
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A former member wrote:
very relate-able poem
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On Saturday, April 28, 2007, Eric
(77) wrote:
I feel the same way, great write!
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A former member wrote:
*gives u crown...takes crown back* woman make up ur mind! he he this was a great write and i enjoyed reading it.
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On Saturday, April 7, 2007, Enigma
(90) wrote:
That was a good one. :) I liked it.
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A former member wrote:
A nice echo of our predicament.
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On Saturday, March 31, 2007, stormtalk
(727) wrote:
Certainty is unattainable; happiness now is the only happiness we can have... keep it up.