You hide away
from prying eyes
as your life goes around
in ever decreasing circles.
Sometimes you wish
the world would stop,
so you could just get off
and let the rest of them
all go by.
24 January 2008
I think most of us know that one. t x
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I get sick going in circles...lol....so I use a train as my metaphor...but I know the feeling all too well