Outlook East Manchester

Confused

I know what my dreams are
  But not what I've dreamt
I know what I'm saying
  But not what I meant

I forget what I'm thinking
  And remember what I thought
And I've learnt to escape
  But I always get caught

I could listen to reason
  But never agree
And I wouldn't buy nothing
  Unless it was free

I hope to achieve things
  But strive to succeed
And I don't much mind losing
  As long as I lead

I could figure it out
  But I don't have the cure
And I don't have the patience
  To write anymore


Poem by Michael mccarrick

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