Where am I?

It happened. Officially, I’ve become one of potatoes.

I’ve got what I asked for, what I wanted. Partially, at least.

How do I find it?

I just wanted to be independent and live the way I wanted. Earning money, though, has taken up all my time. I’ve been stolen the hours that I’d been putting aside all my life. What do we even need money for?

Where am I in all this?

Leaving at dawn, coming back at dusk
I’ve lost myself in the time
week after week
it’s playing tricks on me
and I’m too tired
to say ‘good morning’
rotting in bed
for long hours.

I can already see my grave from the distance.

3 thoughts on “Where am I?

  1. Leaving at dawn, coming back at dusk. It’s the same feeling. I don’t like my job but to earn money, you have to do something. It feels like I am just passing the days without doing anything that can make me happy and which I can enjoy doing.

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    1. I totally agree. The days are passing by too quickly and there is the feeling that you’re missing on something important in your life, still not knowing what it is. At the end of the day the question: ‘Is that all?’ is drifting in your mind, causing your insomnia.

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