"you didn't do anything,
how can you be tired?",
my mother always says
"i don't know",
is my answer
because truly
i don't know
i don't know how to explain
that my anxiety eats up all the energy
without asking or leaving me a choice
so mother
"i don't know" is my answer
because i don't know how to handle it
so
"i didn't sleep well",
would be my lie
so you could understand it too
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Well, shit.
PoetrySome thoughts I write down when I feel like it. I don't think you can call it poetry. It's just multiple sentences next to each other in one context. I feel like shit most of the time and think about way to many thoughts at once, so these present...
