Sometimes, my life goes dry. You know what I mean? I can’t think, I do not find inspiration to battle through my difficulties. I’m usually happy with what I have. And I do have a good life. But as with everyone, the urge and the drive to improve myself is always there. And this thirst is not understood by many in my world, sometimes not even my parents.
Is that all there is
To give; can thirst of parched earth
Be quenched by droplets?
© Leo 26/06/2011