I am tired
Oh so unbelievably
Undoubtedly
Exhaustedly
Tired
I feel as if I am
Carrying the weight
Of the world
And all its burdens
On my shoulders
When in reality
Not a soul would give me
The time of day
Let alone a dark secret to hold
Or a trust needing thing
For me to never breathe
It’s the encumbrance
Of having nothing to carry
Whilst other march
Indifferent to their darkest loads
That makes my shoulders so heavy
I am tired
Oh so unbelievably
Undoubtedly
Exhaustedly
Tired
Jun 4, 2011
Jun 4, 2011 at 3:30 PM UTC
I am tired
Oh so unbelievably
Undoubtedly
Exhaustedly
Tired
I feel as if I am
Carrying the weight
Of the world
And all its burdens
On my shoulders
When in reality
Not a soul would give me
The time of day
Let alone a dark secret to hold
Or a trust needing thing
For me to never breathe
It’s the encumbrance
Of having nothing to carry
Whilst other march
Indifferent to their darkest loads
That makes my shoulders so heavy
I am tired
Oh so unbelievably
Undoubtedly
Exhaustedly
Tired
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