I am trying to be at peace/ but the problems refuse to cease/ and here I sit, worrying my life away/ I am trying to ease my stress/ but this living is just a mess/ here I sit, dreading another new day/ I should have stayed in bed/ that's the only way to get ahead/ as far as I can tell/ days, they drift in and out/ with no clue as to what they're about/ this life is a strange hotel/ and I am just a guest/ but I guess/ that's what I worry about least/ what I worry about/ is peace
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