Some days it's never enough no matter what others say....
the dripping of a faucet like time ticking by in your soul
you want life to be better but it drags your heart
As the sun beams down and people are smiling around you-- deep inside its Lonesome
you say the right words and let others see what they want to see
when you're sick and tired of being sick and tired and you wonder when the
broken song
Will be done and life will be better but some days no matter what you do
........ It's never enough
I can SO identify to this poem. Amazing insight into the world of being lonely and yet no body knows. Awesome.
Love and Peace,
~Linda
hugs
Kathy
Love ya!
Jane