My Chance Poem by Laura arwen

My Chance



I am not
for this world
Owning many things
makes me nervous
Probably it's time
that I change
my perspectives
Very often I
think I have
no opportunity in
this damned world
but to have
it in another
planet
I have to
learn to set
myself one goal
at a time
I am so
upset by my
inability to adapt
I always pray
to be alone
soon and read
all afternoon with
naturalness
At times I
am paralyzed by
dreams
I don't have
many chances to
be better
I don't want
to be negative
but I also
can't be positive
Sometimes I want
to have a
cold heart
I think I
need more love
and human warmth
I have short
time to complete
my collection of
poems
For my family
I don't need
any plans or
the necessity to
write
Sometimes I don't
want to change
my habits

Friday, January 11, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: human being,me,myself
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