My Cupboards Are Full
A Poem About Life
I wrote this poem at a time in my life when I was working on my Master’s degree and wondering whether I was doing the right thing or not. I still wonder if I’m doing the right thing or not, but I’m still carrying on.
My cupboards are full, but sometimes I wonder
If my life is empty with everything asunder
I’m constantly trying to invent myself
Constantly trying to create…