I am rushing to and fro,
people to see, places to go,
I'm running
out of time.
I am working on the brink
of not getting any sleep;
I'm trying
not to whine.
It's just that I'm so busy,
and I just want some time
for me.
Busy, busy, busy.
Loving it, but still. Kinda ridiculously full schedule. 7:30 am to 11 pm, always something to be doing.
I like writing poetry. Not all of it is going to be a historical epic or an ode to something. These are like little glimpses of the subway in my mind; my train of thought isn't always artsy or symbolic or deep or meaningful, but I like to think that art takes ordinary things and makes people see a sort of beauty in them. So, look around- I've been doing this for a while. Enjoy ♥
1 comment:
gosh... that does sound busy. i thought i'd be really busy in college, but i get out of class at 11 am and don't have any classes on friday lol.
and i'm glad to know that someone values my creativity =) it's difficult here because EVERYONE is creative... it's insane. haha and i thought i was so different and original in high school, and now i feel shockingly normal lol it's really unnerving!
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