
I'm tired
Just tired
My body feels like a porcelain doll taped together
My mind feels like the duct tape in my head is old and withered
There's no time for rest
Father Time is a wicked evil man
The jobs never end but multiply
Rest is foreign
I know that we were once friends but she hates me now
She avoids like a bartender avoids a bad tipper
She leaves me crying begging to see her
To have her cradle me and make it safe if only for a moment
But I can't get that, not that
I'm not good enough
I used up all my time
I was careless
Reckless
Abusive
And now it left
Just fucking left without a goodbye
And so I am now
A shell, a puppet the pretends & parades
Secretly crying to be left alone
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