sometimes i sit here
and
i think i'll find an answer
many times i sit here
knowing i'm running from one
most times i sit here
not sure of what i'm doing
everytime i sit here
i get older
what is that look for?
it's happening to you too
look away before it's too late
i'm finished thinking about this
have you started?
have a nice day
watching the odds shrink
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i totally relate to you, nicely done