Restlessness

Restlessness...yearning to be free.

What is wrong with me?

It's like a dense fog covering

My thinking, making me appear to be stumbling.

What is wrong with me?

I can't concentrate, I can't see....

Restlessness resides with me,

Making my mind roam,

Restricting my ability to see;

Roaming around, roaming home...

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Written for 9th grade English, ca 2002

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