The Sad Farmer | Teen Ink

The Sad Farmer

March 2, 2016
By catherinetran BRONZE, Monrovia, California
catherinetran BRONZE, Monrovia, California
2 articles 0 photos 0 comments

I wake up, I farm, I sleep
My daily routine I do every day of every year
the cows I feed, the crops I tend
This routine that has left me bored and lifeless
The scorching sun with the blasting burning air leave me tired and breathless
no more I say! I must change I say!

I wake up, I farm, I sleep
my youthful dreams as a child
my goals and aspirations to become something great
vanished, gone and released into the realm of hopeless dreams
into the hopeless reality and sad truth of my life
I must wake up, I must farm, I must sleep.



Similar Articles

JOIN THE DISCUSSION

This article has 0 comments.