listening to the voices
that chat through the night
disturbing my slumber
again
not inside my head though
this time external forces
deeply enjoying life
again
fun times had with friends
enjoyable moments in time
they are not my moments
again
it is not me being bitter
that times have gone by
I don't need to live them
again
I only ask for consideration
remember others are here
living lives outside yours
still
I wonder how many times this poem went through others' heads when you were younger. Is it payback or am I projecting onto you my own concerns?
ReplyDeleteIt was expressing my thoughts on a group of young adults playing video games until 4 am under the room I was TRYING to sleep in....
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