I believe there
are many theories
and few concrete
facts
I'm scared of
many things
For me the
unknown is terrible
Sometimes I'm happy
and excited to
cook or too
buy food
Sometimes I hope
the days pass
quickly
There are days
when I can't
think
On other days
I would like
to be totally
focused on writing
Very often I
think it's better
to live alone
I want to
be happy in
my home, in
my world and
with my dreams
Sometimes I dream
to be a
rich and lonely
girl
Sometimes I'm bored
of my monotony
Some other times
I want do
the same things
for eternity
Sometimes I'm not
responsible of my
actions
Nowadays there are
many imaginative and
crazy theories
Sometimes I'm so
desperate to have
a lot of
stuff
I have to
find a good
tactic to eliminate
and not accumulate
stuff
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The jumbling of ideas in a genius head. Beautiful. Please kindly check my poems HOPE and THE BEAUTY OF DEATH. Kingsley Egbukole