Tired

My being is tired, there just isn’t time

To slap on that smile or say “I’m just fine”

I just cant be bothered, I just can’t do it

Repeat the same stuff, recount all of it

I feel i am drowning, in a fog of despair

I don’t want to be here, I don’t want to be there

Don’t want to hear, “just keep your chin up”

Don’t want to hear, “why don’t you cheer up”

I’m quite happy unhappy, well for now it would seem

I know where I’m headed, I know where I’ve been

Sometimes I’m happy to ride this stuff out

Sometimes it’s good to dig yourself out

Other times ,maybe we all need some help

Sometimes I’m contented to do it myself

So just let me be, let me moan whine or shout

Let me sit and stare, let nothing come out

Sometime I need not to talk it all through

Sometimes just leave me to do what I do

©️Vicki Lucas