Exhausted

Whenever I’m alone

I get this feeling,

It's almost like a sickness,

A corrosive, consuming thing.

 

I have a warped perception of myself,

I’m ugly, I’m not, I’m ugly, I’m-

It’s just exhausting.

I’m exhausted.

 

Why write more, when there’s no more to be written,

Why speak, when there’s nothing to be said.

I think I’ll go now.

Into my shell. 

 

I’m exhausted.

I’m exhausted but I haven’t moved.

I’m exhausted and I want you to notice.

I’ll close my eyes. Maybe it’ll be better if I just

Close my eyes.