I used to be a dynamic person, a busy one with a lust for life.
I worked 40 hours a week on shift, making a good difference to people’s lives.
I commuted without question, traveling before the dawn broke to get where I was expected.
I would be organised and efficient, know what was what, where and when.
I’d laugh with ease, dance and sing and believe that life was something I was allowed to enjoy.
When did it becomes this chaos that I can’t seem to control?
I’d like to find me again, if I do then the rest will fall back into place.
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