Wondering Why
Wondering Why
I’m just sitting here
Wondering why
My mind is in a tizzy
I don’t even want to try
I do not want to move
From this spot upon the couch
My mood is unstable
Of that I can vouch
No one to love me
No physical touch
But to put myself out there
That is way too much
Longing for companionship
In this mental state
I hope that I snap out of it
Before the day grows late
Copyright © Cheri Golden | Year Posted 2021
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