Distracted

By Yanna

 

My life is a mess: timeless un-filed stress
My life has no rest: never forever
My life is a test: understanding sand

Our lives are precious: some gains may be lost
Games will be played: outcomes hardly slap soft
Games will display what’s hidden under cloth

Toys will destroy the almanac attack
Tasks will be masked with distractions quite fast
To be honest: I played and laughed out loud

Now the cloud: all the things I could have done
Now the bills: all the work I left until
My life is, I admit it, “DISTRACTED”.