Slow moving, I'm tired
Don't want to get up
My aching bones
Drag me down
And my mind
Doesn't want to tryBut places I have to go
Things I have to doSo up I get
After 20 minutes
Loud minutes of silenceBut my mind
Doesn't want to try
So that nothingness staysLet me go, let me go
This day, I'm not sure I'll make it
Let me go, let me go
This day, I'm not sure I can take itGuess we'll see, guess we'll see
Tonight if there's music
Guess we'll see, guess we'll see
If instead I just lose it

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PoetryHere we are again Another collection New poems Same person Here we are again Trying to make things And have them make sense Read, and tell me If you understand Cuz here we are again And I'm still not sure Placed 1st in Everything's Cancelled Awa...