Poetry

Not gonna

Lie but I can’t seem to find anything else to do but stare out the window and see how empty everything seems.

I know that I got to keep moving but right now I just want to close the door and walk back upstairs.

And lay in bed and think about what I could get into.

Or curl up on the couch and find something else to watch and to not be watching the clock every two minutes.

Ugh will it ever be about just living and not about the clock or whose outside.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
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