Up and down.
My mind goes.
Sometimes it's a high
Other times it's a low.
Some days I was to be "that girl"
Alas, my mind and body Does not want
To do anything
It doesn't want to work
Or attend classes
Or even do anything in life
I want to exist
But I just want to sleep.
All day
every day
Is that so wrong to have
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Musings of a 'holic.
PoesíaMusings of a child who, some days, wants to die, and other days, is content with life. I write when I feel like it. So, it might have a lot some days and other days it's stuck.
