Just Another Day....

I went looking for everywhere
This thing people called LIFE

And then I settled down on my bean bag
tired and exhausted

The physical strength thoroughly used up
The mental totally worn out

A tear found a place of pride
Strode down my cheeks in poise

A strand of hair, blown by the wind
offered to obstruct the flow

Sitting tilted the mind still wandered
in the busy subway, the empty dark alleys

The soul not agreeing to agree
the cold defeat that it was to meet

Closed my eyes
and let out a sigh

When it tapped on my shoulder
and said, "HEY, I am Life. HI!!"