The Saddest Blues

Oh the things I say

The things I see

The way ideas

Are always coming at me

I am at the bottom

I’m looking up 

Past the floors 

Filled with other people's stuff

There are some days

There are some more

I get so tired

People knocking on my door

I wish I had 

Minimalist views

So much in the world

Seems to be such bad news

I’m talking paying heavy dues

The no good saddest blues

The worst things in the world

Become my point of view

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by Bill Ferguson

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