Sitting in the stillness of my own life, i wonder what to do with it
I feel time has slipped by unnoticed as i slept
I have woken now but am still tired and restricted
This is all tied together with uncertainty
What is there to do today
Work, sleep, work, sleep, work sleep - I can't wait for the end of the week
Im tired of being an ant, i wonder what it would be like to fly, s'pose it doesn't matter as in the end it is all the same
Work, sleep, work sleep, work sleep still waiting for the end of the week
I wish I was home but what would i do then
I wish I was rich but what would I do then
At least it is safe being an ant and maybe one day I will be queen
Give birth, sleep, give birth, sleep, give birth, sleep - there is no end to this week, hmmm maybe I don't want to be queen
So sitting in the stillness of my own life I ponder others and am happy with mine for now!
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