I rented space within my head
And soon I found no vacancy.
Others' clutter stored up there,
Leaving now no room for me.
Should it be that I
evict;
Would I find now disrepair?
Is the damage caused up there,
Only room for now despair?
Too many years of
renting space;
Controlling now the mind that's left;
No longer mine to do as will
But it was I who allowed the theft.
The cost was mine and
I to pay;
Investment without dividend.
I gave to others too much room;
A price that proved too much to spend.
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