What Life is

I wrote this last year on the back of a test in my world drama class after I had finished. September 12th 2014

Sitting alone

Playing in the 

dark

worried about ideas 

I never wanted

 to start

I bounce a ball

but it doesnt

bounce back

lost in a fog

of my own traps

leaning on something

I've yet to see

I feel it with

my hands

just not enough to

believe

answering questions 

with my hand raised

no one asked 

anything

I'm not even on stage

I hear an applause

I'm patting my 

own back

just hoping the 

ball reverses its 

track

makes the circle 

I feel life is.

sitting alone...

what life is.

Reviews

[Sherry]

Very scattered and structured at the same time. I like it!

[christopher fox]

Thank you very much!