Side Tacked by Mark Parry

 

I am side tracked.

This is my shape.

It twists and turns when you are around.

I need to find an EXIT sign quickly.

Or you will see my rage.

I'll have a panic attack.

I swerve here and there.

I want to get out of your hair.

But somehow you won't allow me move away.

 

I am side tracked.

Just like a hot potato.

You keep on passing me around.

Just like a parcel in a game.

I have never found real fame.

And I am never invited to your parties.

Because you hate me joining in.

And now I got cabin fever.

I've been away far too long.

And now I'll never be coming back.