Needs and Wonts

Needs and Wonts

At times, she wants to wont to silence
At others, she hates that wont
But at times, she mis’prets her want for it
Those times, her wont comes to haunt!

She wishes her days were full
In undisturbed pursuance of her dream.
But those days, she craves some company,
Some company to let out her steam

She wishes her surrounds be quiet
With plenty for her to focus.
But those days, she craves to talk,
To conjure some hocus pocus

For all she might do or act,
As was in her wont, in her daily haul
But those days, she ends up grateful to have
Her beings to rake some air in it all.