dear God, it's me again
I'm tired, and so
tired of being "tired" -
the word sounds so ordinary
and so inadequate
I do not want to live
under a label
to be known as
'the one with... '
'you know, the one who's got...'
I would rather be known
for the colour of my eyes
and the width of my smile
and yet sometimes I need to
reach out, and be understood
and know the relief
of feeling valued
even when it seems
I can do nothing at all
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