Things

I'm tired

I'm tired I'm tired i'm tired i'm tired i'm tired i'm tired i'm tired i'm tired i'm tired i'm tired
I'm just tired.
I have nothing to say, other than that.
There's nothing else to say, just that I'm exhausted
But then there's everything to say, even when there's nothing
Everything and nothing
Look, I'm putting words down. Magical, because even though I have nothing to say, things are coming out.
I'm tired.
I have feelings, I guess, even though they're literally jacked up and not in the right places like they should be.
I guess it makes me unique.
I have work today,
I'm tired
I still have feelings for-
I'm tired
This morning I felt sick,
I'm tired
The longest title for one of my poems is 5 words.
I'm so tired.
My mum says I need to take vitamins, because I'm so tired all the time.
So tired.
Hopefully that will help, I don't know how everything works in this flesh cage.
Tired.
Maybe one day I will, but for now I'm stuck in here without a manual, just sitting here.
...
Two sides to a coin, but either way, the coin is flipped, and a decision is made.
I have nothing left to say.
I lied.
Good day.