Click Clack

Life is a crazy gal,

With sharp nails and soft words,

Hear the melodious clicks and clacks today,

Surrounding you but far from touch,

Are these opportunities real or dreams of smoke?

Am so tired that I'm moving up and down,

The constant thought and words of yore,

That don't add value or add to snuff,

So what's the point of click and clack,

If all I hear are words not deeds?