My Lifestyle Poem by Sarah Sisson

My Lifestyle



I can't make up my mind.
I've a crazy thing going on.

I'm touched with an anxious ring.
I can not compete with the world...

...that surrounds me. My agitation is
fierce. I'm common and weary. Can I

sleep? No. Am I useful? Maybe.
So here I go one more time. Alone,

in the heat of the confusion that
I deem my lifestyle.

Copyright 12-30-2008 ©® Sarah Sisson

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