Questions
The wind blows through the trees outside
It questions why? Why?
I just want to move on
Be heard
I have no time to jump through hoops
To look for money
The bubbling brook questions why
Why?
I want to try so many things
But am limited in so many aspects
Age, experience, time
The clock is ticking
deadlines are coming
How do I thrive in a small steal box
How can I breath
When the breath is going down my neck?
How can I think
when I am being told my thoughts?
How can I live my life
When I am being told what my life is?
Copyright © Jacque Graham | Year Posted 2011
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