Damn Tired
Damn tired,
Of wishing for the sun to shine,
Crying over cloudy skies,
Sick of wishing things were different,
Never getting anywhere,
Stuck in this same old place that,
Doesn’t let me feel at all,
Not the place for me to be,
Want to feel the wind in my face,
Aching for better things to come,
Wanting to know what it’s like,
Not to worry at all.
Of wishing for the sun to shine,
Crying over cloudy skies,
Sick of wishing things were different,
Never getting anywhere,
Stuck in this same old place that,
Doesn’t let me feel at all,
Not the place for me to be,
Want to feel the wind in my face,
Aching for better things to come,
Wanting to know what it’s like,
Not to worry at all.
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Just and expirement with poetry I'm doing, this would be the first stanza of a long poem or song.Please comment letting me know what you think, even if it's bad! :]