Mess
I feel a mess
in and out
my room and kitchen
myself
my mind and future
A mess
what can I find what can I say what can I do
what should I do
i choose what to do
i don't mind my mess so much
maybe I will straighten things up
maybe not
maybe I need time maybe I need a push maybe I need a hug
but its just me
so I will push myself, hug myself, and know that time is ok.
aint I a mess?
This poem is about:
Me