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Jan 2014
The hardest thing to do
I've discovered
Is try and cover up
A sad face
An exhausted face
For the past 5 or so months
I've been walking aimlessly
Carrying around a heavy weight
That has emotionally ruined me
I'm out of whack
I'll never be the same
Parents and friends
They've noticed a difference
And not a small one
I've grown more disrespectful
And less patient
As if I wasn't a hermit before
Now all one can find me doing
Is sleeping
In my bedroom
I try and tell those close to me
That I'm fine
Nothing is wrong
I'm just tired
Only one of those is true
I'm tired
And I'm sick
Of feeling like this
Things keep piling up on top of each other.

© Peyton 2013
Emily
Written by
Emily  Austin
(Austin)   
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