Such a piece of work,
the pity I feel for me
Dramatic for all effect,
I loathe who you see
I could do so much more,
yet I do not
I could give more of me,
every thought
Despite my fortunes,
such an easy life
Sheltered and well-fed,
depression still rife
The stomach doesn't growl
my hunger pains
The home doesn't tear down
when my world rains
10/4/13