FRUSTRATED

BY ANNA STRATE

Bring me down is what it does.

Thinking about what once was.

I tried to sit back and wait.

All that brought me was hate.

Love and understanding once needed.

What’s the point, I feel defeated.

What will make me happy, do you know?

So far in my life it’s a no show.

Can I live in careless bliss?

The pain and sorrow will I miss.

Indecision leads to my frustration.

From this life there’s no vacation.

Copyright 1999