Late night T.V.,
Is what I look forward to.
These days.
The rest of my time,
Well,
Is pretty much,
sulking, sitting, supposing,
And, well,
sulking some more, I guess.
I wait too.
Waiting is another
BIG part.
I wait like there’s no tomorrow.
But there is.
So,
I wait all through tomorrow too.
Better things to do
glare at me,
ALL through the house.
Letting me know, I’m useless.
I feel useless.
But I’m not useless!
Inanimate objects haven’t got the right!
To make me feel useless.
I did the laundry today.
That was useful,
I was useful.
I am useful.
In between commercials,
Naps, and snacks,
That is.
But I’ve made my choice.
Deep down,
I like to be bored.
And I like to be lonely.
I don't believe you, no one likes to be lonely. Good poem........................Melvina
I agree with the comment regarding your writing talent, you display a very keen insight, sharp in its clash with 'truth' - excellent poem...thank you....keep writing.
I loved this one Victor it summed up how I felt once. I turned the tv off and dont watch it anymore and I sat down and just kept writing and writing. Your a good writer you should go with it your also young which is an advantage if you hone your writing skills now who knows what you could be writing in ten years time keep up the good work. Seamus
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a couple poems ago you said you don't like being lonely...MAKE UP YOUR MIND! ! ! i liked it, nonetheless. love always, lindsay