“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