You will still be here tomorrow; but your dreams may not
I've been on this planet about thirty days,
And so far it hasn't been fun,
No one will tell me just why I am here,
Or when my time will be done,
I wanna go home and I wanna go now,
I don't care about how I got here,
Then again I don't know where I am from,
I just know that I'd rather be there,
I'm sure I will leave here eventually,
But by then I'll have just settled in,
And then they will move me to someplace I know,
Where the whole damn thing starts over again.
About the Creator
qp Murphy
I am a sixty-six year old non-binary bisexual with three adult sons and five grandchildren. I am Retired, Self-Actualizing, I work in several media including Photography, Writing, & Poetry,
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