Listless Wonder.

Listless Wonder.

I sit here alone, facing the white wall;
Somehow I feel, life isn't just a ball.

I read my book, again and again;
But wish I could, just rest in my den.

Why I feel this way, I always ponder;
Trivial issues have become a wonder.

A twisted form has seeked my brow;
So I question, what life sets to throw.

With tired eyes, I watch the gate;
I know, I know, I have to wait.

Eventually we know, good things will happen;
Listen Devil, my spirit you cannot dampen.



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