Tattered, broken and torn
A life time ago,brand new
Sadness?Sorrow?Pity?
Woe is me
As I lay here sluggishly
Against the old willow tree
Solitary magpie
Right handed salute
No longer works
Surely being a magpie
Must have some perks?
Motivation evaporated
Willpower, no more
Maybe this old willow tree
Has a magic door?
Trapped inside your own tragic mind
Feeling selfish, feeling unkind
Trying so hard to unwind
Why is life such a bind?
Transformation at its best
I suppose I had better get out of bed
And get dressed,willow tree disappeared from my head
Am I just overwhelmed
Or am I just depressed?
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