I'm a Mess

I realize my life, is a mess and it's driving me insane.

I'm a Mess

I'm a mess.

My hair's a mess, my bed's a mess. There is something on my chest, I look at it and I have no clue what it is? As I guess, nevertheless! My kitchen is a mess, my room is a mess. How could I have missed this? I just woke up and I'm already pissed. With things on my to-do list, and I'm going to refuse to do them...

Why? Because my house is a mess as I step outside. I try! But, my cars a mess. And even though I do my best my damn jobs a mess! Everything I do is a mess. I can no longer do this. As I end my day...

I realize my life, is a mess and it's driving me insane. And all I can say, is I'm a mess!

performance poetry
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