“Worn Out”
A Poem
The world outside is going through a catastrophe
While I sit here staring at a screen
Assignments piling up, I can’t keep up
I feel like I’m about to scream
Yes, I’m struggling
I put on a brave face,
So no one can see me break
No one will really know what I am going through
But I guess that’s fine, how about you?
Oh, that’s good, but sadly gotta blast,
I got things to do, no time for chit-chat
Assignments of plenty,
Plus the load of taking care of monkeys
The more I do the less I feel
Motivation isn’t even real
When I do have time to be free
Sleep overtakes me
I know I still have things to do
But I feel like not wanting to
Yes, I’m struggling