Happy Musings of my Inner Critic

Tired

Sometimes inspiration is so hard to find

I search and I search and search my mind

Then the sadness tries to take hold

And that's when I realize, 

I'm tired.

I want to always fight the good fight

I want to be brave so that I might

Make the difference I hope to see

But sometime I realize it just can't be,

I'm tired. 

Who would have known that I'd need

to take some time to take care of me

To take a step back and try and regroup

All because I am tired. 

To keep up my spirits, to fight the good fight

What I would need is to curl up tight

to close my eyes and take a rest

to have a chance to be my best.

But when so many depend on me

the simplest solution is hard to see

That's when I have to call it quits

just have to break down and admit

I'm tired.