I’ve got dreams in my head
As I’m laying in my bed
And it’s feeling quite frustrating;
Yet the dreams are quite elating.
I want to work with wood;
And I’ve projects that I could.
But there are life chores to be done;
And I know they are not fun.
I want to work creating;
But the world keeps on baiting.
Have a little time;
Child asks for help in making slime.
Have a little relax;
Child asks for me to show how to mend slacks.
When will life become less demanding,
So I can go and do my sanding?