One of Those Days

Ever have one of those days

Where the world sits out of phase,

The people around you seem as busy as bees,

While you have little time to even breathe,

When there is a moment that starts to arise,

It fills up fast as quickly as it tries,

Time is taken away again so soon,

A prisoner of the months like that of June,

Lost in myself, I have very little time,

To smile, breathe and have some wine,

This place in my life seems so ill-reasoned,

No matter what day, week or even season.

With this story, I hope to forewarn,

Live your life fully before a child is born,

For this path leads to responsibility and grace,

But leaves you very little me time or pace,

Slow down Mr. Time if you could please,

I will even get down on my knees,

I surely miss my freedom and choice,

To do as I will, for this I would rejoice,

I miss myself I couldn't even try,

To sit down, sulk or even cry.

Why oh why has this happened so fast,

In a blink of an eye, my time has past.