I'm tired
Tired of waking up in the morning/just to lie in bed and think/about all the things/that could go wrong today/Im tired of people/questioning wether the sadness/that pours out of my mouth/is real or not/I'm tired of the looks/that people give me/when I'm walking down the halls/Does my confidence Elude you/from my crippling depression?/I like to believe that I/can survive on four hours of sleep/ I can't
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Under The Sycamore
PoetryJust my thoughts put to words. If you do read this, check out woman(poem)
