Becoming A Carer
I'm searching for myself
I used to be around
But now that i'm a carer
I just can't be found
I used to be so different
Not worried and tired all the time
There are only so many hours in a day
And not many of them mine
I really miss my freedom
The fun and carefree days
A time when i knew who i was
And not lost within this maze.
Myrna.