I sit here bound by wires
My neatly piled up desires
Now sit in a box above my bed
Gaining dust.
This 20 inch screen now holds my life
Data reports files charts replace the pictures of places I want to be
I'm struggling inside a little everyday, can anyone see?
I wonder everyday, worry as the world I wanted to build slips beneath my feet.
Thus begins a monotonous routine.Ding! It's 2pm, lunchtime. Come, let's eat.
Brisk phone calls, unanswered texts, disappointed friends
But hey I'm at work, I'll just try and make amends
Later. You're a grownup in your own right
So stop whining and gather your might
This is what life is, so join the race
What, you think you might be different? Is this not your place?
Who are you kidding? You think you've got what it takes to make that change?
Go ahead quit, start fresh, I dare you. Up for the challenge?
KAMU SEDANG MEMBACA
Bound by Wires
PuisiA short poem I wrote while struggling to write something amidst the corporate hassle.
