Insanely Tired

Erica Borges
What is the point really

To live on a beautiful street

If money is all you need

To stay on that street

Work to survive

In a cubicle I claimed mine

In a state I call fine

With a screen that shines

Oh, sanity is a fake

Scattered on my resume

I ask, they take

I work, they fake

Published by Erica Borges

"Poetry is plucking at the heartstrings, and making music with them." ~ Dennis Gabor  View profile

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