Poem -
Poor Me
Make sure everyone has out their tiny instruments
Get ready to begin playing
I'll start saying
My laundry list of problems
Ear killing with complaint slaying.
O why me
I work so hard why can't I get a break
The frequently asked questions
Of someone's countless mistakes
That others cannot bare to take.
What else should I do but vent
When life's under great duress
Bills pile up money gets less
And anything and everyone
Increases the levels of stress.
No longer agreeable that I have a clue
And somehow I keep my head
No I don't always know what to do
But I think enough is said
Just thankful that each day I awake from my bed.
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Comments
Thanks Cherie it does have a relaxed type of flow i didn't even realize that i guess its because there is a silver lining and no matter what everything happens for a reason and when you stay positive sometimes it was for the best. Thanks again C always such a pleasure to read your comments and have your support.