Don't feel like myself
But then again, who am I?
Existential thoughts
Glimpses of the past
Every so often spring up
And tear me apart
Although I'm happy
It pales in comparison
To what I once had
Though I may think that
I really am happy now
So I am thankful
Drinking tea daily
And taking care of my plants
These are things I like
I realize I can't
Express myself all that well
Something to work on
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