What I Want

I found myself complaining in my journals, instead of being introspective. Most of these complaints were about things I didn’t have–both physical and metaphysical. So I decided to turn them into a poem:

 

I want, and I want, and I want
To be different by being the same
As everyone else
Who has what I want, and I want, and I want

I lust after things I can’t afford:
Energy; peace; joy

My body is a temple, and I trash it
My eyes are the windows to my soul, and I shut them

I am looking for less time, more space, and the same amount of nothing

I want to be the opposite
Of everything I am

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