My Wings

My Wings

A Poem by Matt G

More inspirational stuff...I'm sensing a pattern here =_=

Sitting on a bench,
Out in the park,
Watching all the children have fun,
That's not where I am.
I'm at work,
Half dead,
Sweating under the sun.
Wondering if this day will ever be done.
Wondering why I try so hard,
Just to make a few bucks,
When this job in so many ways,
Just sucks.
When every day its the same old thing,
But I don't worry a bit
'Cuz I have this pen,
And with it I still have my wings.

© 2010 Matt G

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Added on August 6, 2010
Last Updated on August 6, 2010


Matt G
Matt G

Red Lion, PA

I write incredibly infrequently. Often get distracted by responsibilities at work and abandon writings. I apologize if I abandon something you are enjoying. more..

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