I am folding and refolding
Can’t focus eyes
Cold hands, warm cheeks
I don’t like to lie, but I used to live one.
I read more text books than novels; listen to more lectures than songs; talk out of my ass more than my lips; believe more bull shit than truth; work more than sleep; eat more than taste; write more text messages than letters.
I believe more than I know; I know more than I feel.
I think more than speak; laugh more than smile; cry more now that I’m happy, than ever before.
I dream more than sleep; hope more than wish; type more than write; bend more than break; let go more than stress; spend more than save.
I am me more than ever and I am alive like never before
but I am tired
sooooooooooooooooooo TIRED.
