I'm Done With Things

I'm done with things

or else I'm not.

I'm done with things.

But I'm not sure.

I have all of this

confusion.

Forever, or else it seems so.

How much before I get to be done

with these things?

The confusion isn't even interesting!

same old same old.

Sometimes I stay awake until dawn

by accident.

And I suddenly notice that it's lightening

It's a surprise.

It's, kind, of, funny

in a small gentle way

But at the same time, stark.

Here you are, Miep

And here is the light, again

Who will be the winner, this time?

Who will be the winner?