I can't sleep,
It’s pointless counting sheep,
I have no imagination,
So I'll shoot some hoops or ghosts on PlayStation,
Look at the situation I'm facing,
Working every day,
Government takes a third of my pay, I'm pacing,
Trying to figure out the end game,
My ideas are lame,
Not good enough to earn money or fame,
So I write down the nonsense in my head,
Often my mind races so fast, I forgot what I said,
So I have a bunch of thoughts that are half done,
Like a watching the beginning of a game,
But you didn't see who won,
Ten years ago I was full of promise and ambition,
Now making money is my only mission,
I want to be comfortable and have a kid,
I didn't end up doing half the things I wish I did,
I won't do something that the whole world will praise,
But I'm in a position to provide my wife many good days,
Finally, I'm getting sleepy, so I'll end this here,
Another example of an unfinished thought,
But at least my mind is clear!
WarriorCarryingWater
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WarriorCarryingWater says: Thanks! I'm still reading thru your work - you got skillz! |
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