|Oops there it is, or just another excuse (standard:poetry, 184 words)|
|Author: cerda mama||Added: Dec 03 2019||Views/Reads: 76/0||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|This poem is about a persons inabilty to deal with daily life|
Oops there it is, or just another excuse I can't get out of bed this morning Its ok it doesn't matter My bed is really comfortable anyway Can't get out of the house today Its ok it doesn't matter I really don't want to go to work anyway Can't feel the sunlight on my face Its ok it doesn't matter The sun will probably be too hot anyway Can't get back to sleep, my mind won't let me Its ok it doesn't matter I don't need that much sleep anyway Missed celebrating another anniversary Its ok it doesn't matter My wife is used to it anyway Missed celebrating another birthday Its ok it doesn't matter No one expects me to go with them anyway Damn sometimes I miss the old me, The used to be me, The could of, should of, would of, me Sometimes I just want to be the old me So when will I stop making excuses For my friends, depression and anxiety When will all my excuses end? Can it be today, tomorrow or maybe never? Who knows, I don't Tweet
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