Tuesday, October 3, 2017

Another Thought.

To say I understand all
That would be a farce
I just want to rest
Lay in bed
Instead of lying about sleep
I'd love to count sheep
Be the first to heat the sheets
The runner to dreams
My job comes first
That's the worst
Because without money
I'm dead and broke
Without this money
I'll have no food
With Which to choke
I need the fuel
To pay for school
That paid for college
Garnish knowledge
For what?
What for?
So I could walk out the door?
A little more broke
Or did I do it for dreams
Ones that I can't seem
To have in day
Or in sleep
One day I might
Maybe instead I'll die




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