Losing My Mind

Standard

Brain fried

Tongue tied

Don’t even know the time.

 

Hours fly,

Minutes shy

Days just roll by.

 

Am I late?

“No you’re not mate”

Don’t even know the date.

 

I yearn for fame

What’s the blame?

In not knowing my own name?

Advertisements

4 thoughts on “Losing My Mind

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s