Home: Poetry: Rosa Linda Colin: Stuck
 
 
 
The sun rises
And the sun sets
Took a nap
I needed some rest
The young get old
The old get lazy
We go around in circles
It's making me dizzy.

It's making me dizzy
We're all stuck...
In this huge circle
We're all stuck..
I hate it with no remorese
We're all stuck..
With nothing to do
We stay stuck
On things that we do

Habits! Habits!!
That's part of it, true
Blame it on addictions
That's ll that you do
Move on to new things
And find new heights
It's not 4:20
The time is tonight
Away from all the faces
That bring forth despair
Stay stuck in this circle 
You're beyond repair.
 

 

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