❛ You can hardly remember the days when you were so carefree
no worries, no troubles, no responsibility
But now, they're mostly just a dream
These days nobody sees you much,
always doing this and that
never having any real time to relax
You just pray you don't snap
Even sleep isn't as good as it
use to be
All your worries and to-do lists roam in your head at night, never allowing you to fully shut down
You're always running, running, running
One day, you'll stop
You'll stop so hard that
you might not get back up ❜
━August 25, 2020
so, if u couldn't tell I'm feeling kinda tired. but this ain't just for me, this if for all of us since school started back ( if yk yk )
YOU ARE READING
BEETLEJUICE , poetry
Poetry. . bitter me, how sweet of you to ask if I'd be your muse and go and paint me blue © 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐑𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐑𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝
