Wasted Days
I spend all my wasted days,
Wondering what to say,
What to do, and who to see,
Thinking nothing is for me.
I waste them one by one, alone,
Or waste them doing things I don’t.
Where to go and how to be,
Thinking nothing is for me.
I waste my life on unimportant,
Indecisive acts of boredom,
Weighing all my daily doings,
Thinking everything is foolish.
I spend all my wasted days,
Wishing for another place.
Instead of doing this for me,
Thinking nothing is for me.
(2012)
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