Sitting in my room,
time drags, slow and heavy.
Is this what it means to mature?
Sitting, studying, working—
or does the weight of it make me feel grown?
I feel tired,
yet the hours demand more.
Working, working...
this night stretches long,
a weary silence pressing in.
Barking sounds stir me—
had I drifted off?
Is this what it means to mature?
Feb 3, 2025
Feb 3, 2025 at 1:39 AM UTC
Sitting in my room,
time drags, slow and heavy.
Is this what it means to mature?
Sitting, studying, working—
or does the weight of it make me feel grown?
I feel tired,
yet the hours demand more.
Working, working...
this night stretches long,
a weary silence pressing in.
Barking sounds stir me—
had I drifted off?
Is this what it means to mature?
