"I Just Can't" a poem

 

I Just Can’t

 

I love sitting in the sun,

My chair so hot, scorching,

 

Just shaved legs cool and buttery,

Me, drowsy, in the toasty heat,

Trying not to think about the day's end, 

I wish someone was here to talk to,

 

My mother and her cutting ways,

Oh, to leave her life and live,

 

No roots, no ties, just freedom,

Decaying family gone,

 

I wish I could share what it’s like,

But I can’t.

I just can't