Patience
I'm sick of losing
My pacience
Out of time
Lacking rhythm
Barely concious
Over sensitive
Feeling weaker
As I stumble around
Get out of my mind
In the morning
Rests the paper
Heavy snow fall
Wakes my neighbors
The alarm calls
I clean out my eyes
Feeling nauseous
As the world spins around
Get out of my mind
Writer/s: Karazija
