Office Space

papers papers every where
missing thing, too much to clear

loosing time, loosing my mind
I sit and wonder about my paradigm

a collection of things important and not
a collage of riddles, documents and pot

the work thats here smell to good
can I finish it, I would if I could

but there is always to much to do in here
just moving the clutter could occupy a year I fear

but I wander and sit in front of my screen
I ponder the creations until I scream

Art, work and school all combine in this place
no wonder its a mess, and a neglected space