The constant barking of the people around me is just plain irritating.
Standing here at this very moment makes me feel right below.
But there is no way I can find to ripe off what I have sowed.
Just standing here makes me feel stupid while I waste my already short time limit.
They're presence slowly but surely unwinds my tightly sealed knowledge vault.
A cloud of tiredness hover all day around my weary mind.
But it is at this very moment that I notice that I might have become one of them.
I am always looking forward to the end of the day.
Looking forward to the end of this misery business and delay.
Dreaming for that hopeful day that I would awake from this dreadful nightmare.
Yearning for the moment to recover my sense from this foul dense air.
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