As I lay In Bed

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A short poem, and a small insight into my life and thoughts.

Submitted: January 10, 2012

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Submitted: January 10, 2012

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As I Lay In Bed

 

As I lay in bed, I can't stop feeling hopeless,

Thinking of ways to make more money and trying not to be worthless,

I've never wanted much, but surely there's more to life?

Than your typical and predictable, 9 to 5?

 

It's like, every passing day, the same old routine,

Working without much thinking, turning into a machine,

Doing so much, yet getting the national minimum wage,

Making you want to scream "fuck this shit!" as I build up with rage.

 

This then motivates you to start a business and become your own boss,

But then a lack of ideas, funds and support, and your initial motivation is suddenly lost,

You can't help feeling drained, somehow dispossessed,

As if you were never meant to be number one, and always second best.

 

Never sticking with a job for more than a day, week, or month at most...

Frequently dreaming of a better future, living somewhere sunny and by the coast,

Searching for solutions, trying to make life feel more worthwhile,

And I guess switching constant jobs, until I feel content, is just my style...

 

So, I’ll keep trying, and thinking, till I stop feeling sorry for myself,

But it’s hard to remain upbeat, as all you can do is be yourself...

But, who knows, maybe one day I’ll end up winning the lotto!

Then I’ll “live life to its fullest” – just as it said in the motto.

 

AH


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