Floating In Space Poem

Poem written in 2019

I wish I could remember.

So I could continue study in September.

There may be nothing to forget?

Maybye my mind should just be put to rest?

I feel dirty in my location.

I wish I could escape my own infiltration.

I wish this shame and guilt wasn’t mine.

And that the past could be put aside.

I am an object floating in inanimate space.

Hopped off the stamina of the youth career rat race.

I wish I felt I was making the most of my time.

There is goodness in the world, I know.

But I must look harder though.