3 November 2012
Woke up this morning Updated and fresh But an unplanned scan Detected a viral mess
Sitting on my bed Tears streaming down my face Feeling totally disconnected Gotta get out of this place
I don't have depression Bi-polar or OCD But random inexplicable blues Without warning strike me
So here I am in Tesco Coffee shop of all places Staring at a sea Of other mundane faces
Contemplating and wondering What life they lead While I sit and sip latte Watching folk over feed
My hardware is pretty good Considering its age Software needs regular updating Before turning the page
There must be a Trojan Sneaking in the back door Damaging my memory Of all that went before
Disconnected from the joy Of the life that I lead I can't be superwoman I just have to concede
I don't need sympathy Just a kick up the ass I'll have another meringue And the feeling will pass.
Disconnected • Opuss № I