no use

smell of oranges makes me think
of something strange
never going on in my mind
not made up of many complicated things
always seem simpler when you stand back
and look at them for what they have become
very tired of situations
that spin my head out west
away from something
makes me think I am not worth
much more than a day in the life I live
is boring me time for a change
of scenery is what
would work too well
time is wasted sitting and writing
down everything my mind
is telling me that I am
getting too old for where I am
tiring fast as my car
can go and so sorry it’s not fast enough for so many
think I don’t care enough
too much
does no good anyway
what’s the use...