We had a class trip today.  I feel like I will never get up from this chair.

 I’m Tired

I’m tired of being misunderstood,

nerves are shot,

weak – like old wood.

I’m tired of being ill,

no energy, can’t think,

losing my skills.
(read the rest here)

4 Responses

  1. I have SO been there. Report card time…interview time…school trips…first/last day of school. This is a great poem. Have a good sleep!

  2. We just handed out report cards on Wednesday, the trip was today, and next weekend I leave for my fellowship. Exhaustion is me, and I am exhaustion!

  3. hey, exhaustion is a part of working life. I’m feeling it right now. Could sleep for 12 hours. Can’t wait for the shift to end.


  4. […] are good to start with. This little bag of poetry is becoming heavy or maybe it’s just that I’m tired. Defenseless under the night, the blind men and the elephant dream of Snow White and apples, while […]

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