i've been a little down
not too much, just a tad
and i'm not quite sure why.
i think it's a multitude of things
with all of these big changes ahead;
finals and graduation, one last summer
to do all that i want before adulthood,
before the real world, before childhood
is over.

i'll blame it on stress,
blame it on the lack of sleep,
blame it on anything, really,
rather than just say i'm weak.
but i am, i am, i am -
i am weak, so weak, so fragile
and small.

small, with dreams bigger than the sun,
brighter than every star up above,
hotter than the whitest of flames.
my dreams are bigger than i,
and shouldn't that be enough?
should i not be guided by such fantasies,
moved into action at the push of
a bright and shining future?

maybe i'm not so weak.
maybe i just need sleep.
maybe i'm just tired,
too tired to keep up
with 5 days of the week.