I’m sorry. Sometimes i do rant. It’s difficult to say it aloud why i do?? I hope this poem “if it sounds like a poem at all’ will tell a little of my story. Its a very long one though, hopefull you will not feel bored..
What should I do? Where should I go?
Should I Pursue higher or sit back and work?
Chase the dreams he says
The board of my ambition is soaring away from the bay
Luring me onto the sea
A promise of intrest, should I catch it before it leaves?
But who’s gonna be a responsible lady?
Who’s gonna bear the consequences?
Stacks of money that has bought me my dream
Will never let go off the leash, on my neck
The rents, the medical bills, ‘add’ food and clothes too
But that’s not all, is it??
Wish there was a way out..i could find soon’
One’s got to live and I will live because “I am a strong one”
But Damn ‘time’ do you really have to run..so fast
making me suffer, leaving me helpless like a loser
shattering hopes that look up to me and
say ‘Someday……someday.. my dear daughter…’