
Ambitions by Pippa Rich
Am I any better than I was yesterday
I hope to cope the rest of the day
Am I any better than I was last year
And when did cheer turn into fear
Momma says sugar may contribute to anxiety
And that fat and because I sat and had no variety
I'm down again and round the bend
Falling down the hole again
Feeling a little helpless this time of life
Getting nothing I deserve no more than a wife
Trying for gratefulness daily of course
Hard to see the point of day in my remorse
Staying out of political crap
Staying out of the rats trap
Not a nine to five runner
Think I'd be a goner
Tired and run down so much
Too often and I just can't touch
The place I wish I could reach
What they did try to teach
My brain goes over the straight path
Then comes ideals and aftermath
Abusive past of substance kind
No I would not just rewind
A brain that's beyond help from others true
Just let me write and go beyond blue
The television is deathly sad
Riot blood and all the bad
Draining and refraining
Crying and dying
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