Someday

Paul Bell

What’s wrong, girl 

Is life getting you down

The burden of it all

Not like the old days when life was easy

We had it all

Now it’s all responsibility

Work and sleep

Do you know something

I can't remember the last time I saw you naked

Can’t remember the last time we had fun

Why don't we have a weekend away

What do you say

Life's too short to work it all away

What do you say

Let's just do it

Get away

It really is peaceful here

You chose well

Brought your favourite flowers

If I’m not too busy

I’ll pop back next week

Clean your headstone

Maybe the week after

Too much on next week

Do you know

Someday I’m just going to give it up

This is no kind of life

Can’t remember the last time I saw you

Did we have fun

That weekend

You went away

I was working.

  • Author: Paul Bell (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 2nd, 2026 04:49
  • Category: Reflection
  • Views: 1


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