WEARY
It’s the same old routine, you see;
The sun rise
And the sun set.
How dull is that?
There are always changes, you know?
The snow fall,
And fall the leaves will.
How cliché is that?
I moved my lips,
-are you regretting this existence fellow human?
-can you not see the wonder of life?
-did the sorrow killed you?
The human smirked,
-I’m just tired;
Of myself.
-I’m just weary.
that’s all.
~Hmm...reading back this poem tells me how I used to see the way I lived my life.
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PoetryMy poem collections randomly about love, life, my thoughts and well... random stuff that come across my mind. Other reason...so that I can play my phone when I am uncomfortable around people so I looked too occupied to talk to them. muahahaha!!! I...
