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Sleep
As my mind wonders,
To find a new life,
I wouldn't mind.
Getting rid of strife.
This tired old soul
Gets scattered rest.
I could do better,
Give it my best.
What is that,
Giving my all.
When I try that
I usually fall.
This life of mine
Is often rough,
I usually freak out
When things get tough.
I get so scared
That I sleep
Right through
Whatever it is
That's making me blue.
It's my way of dealing
With life's harsh ways.
So on I go
Sleeping My day away.

 
© Kristin E. Porter
2007