I'm The Air Poem by Laura arwen

I'm The Air



Sometimes I'm sad
not to be
in my own
house
I think I'm
growing up mentally
In this particular
moment I'm mentally
confused on which
are my priorities
I need a
break from everything
and everyone
I have too
much things in
my mind
Often I dream
to live a
strict life inside
the house
I want limit
the use of
technology because with
it I lose
the will to
do things
I think I
lost my main
focus on a
daily routine
I need a
strong motivation to
clean all day
and every day
It's really hard
to buy the
necessary things
I think I'm
perfectly fine to
stay at home
all day
Maybe one day
I sew and
embroider perfectly to
be able to
create my shop
online
I would be
happy in my
new lonely home

Sunday, March 6, 2022
Topic(s) of this poem: me,myself
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