Losing Control of life

by Tamara   Oct 18, 2007


Goals
aspirations
needs,
wants.
Everyone has them
you do what you have to
to make sure you're ok;
that you feel alive-
what happens when
all you've worked for
everything you have
falls through your fingers
like sand on the beach
speratic,
unorganized-
who cares if you fall
ever so gracefully,
cause all you feel
and all they see
is you oh so quickly
loosing control of your life.

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