Musing Mind of Wanderingdeerpoet

I looked to see the time But my watch had broke outright So what was I to do? How was I to know when to wake up or when to go to bed at night? Then you invited me for afternoon tea - And like any other problem? Tea fixes everything!

I get lost Running circles like this in my head - How about I visit yours instead?

Sometimes I am sick of me or maybe sick of you? Perhaps just tired of anything and everything? The world still turns in spite of me The grass is still green & the sky's still blue I'm still tired of life but I might as well be tired of it with you.