Poem Title: Procrastination 072
Written 19/06/2007
I`m too wide awake to sleep.
I`m too darn dog-tired to weep,
I`m too cried out I have to say,
I`m too tough to stand my ground,
I`m too weak to tough things out,
I`m too old to get involved,
I`m too young to understand,
I`m too bright to dumb things out,
I`m too sad to speak my mind,
I`m nothing that I wish to be
I`m looking for a better deal,
So do it now without delay,
Procrastination, will steal your time away..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
.....And I'm too naive to understand the value of your poem! ! ! ! Am i? I wish i could hate to delay........Can Procrastination rules over reality? ? ? Or reality is the ruler? ? ?