Sometimes I get sick and tired of all this shit.
Just want to hang my coat and quit.
Find an island by myself.
Just the necessities don't need wealth.
To have a little peace and quiet.
Is nice but money can't buy it.
I'd like to scream and yell
Tell most to go to hell
Do you think I'm having a bad day.
Or just taking time to have my say?
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Posted: Mar 2010
About this poem:Sometimes I just want a nice neat world. No fuss no muss.