Sometimes I wonder if
I really do have to be
In the mood
For certain things.
I wonder why others
Seem to be able to get up
And go, go, go!
They can have their,
"Carpe Diem!"
Easily approaching
Any task.
Sometimes I wonder if
There is a part wrong with me.
Maybe the factory didn't
Make me quite right?
Why can't I just,
"Seize the day!"
Why must I be stuck
Like a person left
In mud?
Why, why, why,
Am I a burden to all?
Even-
To myself.