Tired.

I am overworking.

My body and mind.

I am overwhelmed.

I feel confined.

My motors run out,

And so has my gas.

I might just shatter,

And then relapse.

It's getting exhausting

Thinking of everyone but myself.

Working and working

Making life living hell.

Why do I keep going?

Waking up everyday.

To the same damn schedule

Being the devil's prey.

Do I keep doing this?

Do I struggle some more?

Why is life tiresome?

What does God have in store?

I guess I will be fine.

Just like I always am.

Put on that smile,

And tell your thoughts to scram.

SS