I couldn't grasp today's prompt too well so I wrote a random Rock music inspired piece-
Chipped Paint and crippled thoughts
climb my bedroom wall
they color it grey
there's obvious room for change
but I can't see myself
making the effort of cleaning up
in the smoke screen and the
flickering light, I see
Sunshine yellow and tropical
Might hammer a few nails (Some fails)
a straw hat and hammock
I stay sunk in my bed, a cassock
I'm the indolent Queen
of drawing parallels
but I can't intersect
seeing with actual doing
my determination does not
cross that line (clear as day)
Till then I'll hum a sad lullaby,
like the old mother used to.
She'd curse then, but I see
she was singing to herself
words that almost rhymed
with chipped paint and crippled thoughts
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