Life is going going

I am slowing slowing

how do I do all of this?

I just want to find my bliss

I need to bring the eggs in from the coop

I need to sweep the front stoop

I'm trying to figure out my new computer

but by so doing, I feel stupider

I barely have time to sing

without getting interrupted by the phone's ring

the minute I'm left alone 

now that's when I feel at home

I adore my family with all of my heart

but if I don't get some time 

I will come apart

brimming over is my brain

 heart swimming in songs

 I hear it complain

not content with 

"someday"

they're gonna find a way to be played