No Kind of Life
No Kind of Life
4/26/2018
Tom
Most are clueless about matters bothering me,
Some may seem obvious, but most, you don’t see.
My mind deals daily with what some call the blues,
But you can’t understand without walking in my shoes.
I get freely given advice, and most I don’t need,
Politely I listen, but seldom ever do I pay heed.
For myself or situation, I have no emotional sorrow,
Facing days with little change, but expecting tomorrow;
My thoughts, and feelings, to others are unknown,
And many things that bother me are all homegrown.
Copyright © Tom Wright | Year Posted 2019
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