Am so tired
Uninspired to do anything,
My Wing are broken
I can't fly or flutter
Away from it, I am caged

Like my soul,
I am held in with only one way out,
Layout my thoughts
To think me,
For nothing understand me

Am wrote in code
The workload to decipher
Will leave a knife of me pinned to your chest,

Then maybe they you will notice
lotus pain.


© weking