Saturday, January 31, 2009

Wanted: Meaningfulness

I feel
like I do so much,
and never do anything.
I have all these lists
of things I've got to do...
but none of them are really important
to me,
although they should be.
I'm trapped!
The swirling fog outside my windows
is seeping through the curtains...
entering my bones.
It seems like my dreams
are more interesting
than my current life.
But dreams are always so twisted
like me, inside.
I've got to come alive!

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