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My Life
I look around and know
That this is just a waste of time
I haven’t done a thing for oh so long
I feel like I’ve been nowhere and I long to go
I’m just treading water
I’m just taking up space
There’s nothing happening here at all
I know that it’s not right to be this way
But I don’t know how to be anyone but me
I’m staring at the walls and almost dying of boredom
And yeah I know it all is just my fault
I could be anywhere I wanted to be
But I lost my way a long long time ago
I see the world just passing me by
I see it and I wonder just why
I want to grab on and stop being just a passenger
But I don’t know how I’m supposed to be
And I’m just treading water in one place
I’m just standing here and taking up space
There’s nothing going on around my place
It’s just a sorry way to be
A sorry little man is absolutely me
That this is just a waste of time
I haven’t done a thing for oh so long
I feel like I’ve been nowhere and I long to go
I’m just treading water
I’m just taking up space
There’s nothing happening here at all
I know that it’s not right to be this way
But I don’t know how to be anyone but me
I’m staring at the walls and almost dying of boredom
And yeah I know it all is just my fault
I could be anywhere I wanted to be
But I lost my way a long long time ago
I see the world just passing me by
I see it and I wonder just why
I want to grab on and stop being just a passenger
But I don’t know how I’m supposed to be
And I’m just treading water in one place
I’m just standing here and taking up space
There’s nothing going on around my place
It’s just a sorry way to be
A sorry little man is absolutely me
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