Wild Zone Poem by Laura arwen

I like to
dream to spy
people behind the
windows of my
home
Often I feel
I'm bad because
I don't follow
my plans or
I'm confused on
what to do
I'm exhausted and
angry with myself
because I buy
unnecessary things
I need to
enjoy what I
have and limit
my obsessions and
my chaos
I think I
live in a
wild zone with
people around me
I think I
live in a
perfect zone
People drive me
in an uncomfortable
zone because I'm
not perfect
My mind is
always a wild
zone because I
have many thoughts
We are wild
because we haven't
got the right
discipline
I feel very
alone and lost
in the wild
zone
Here I can't
read stories or
write my emotions
But here I
breathe the fresh
and pure air