I Can't Believe I'm Taking This Out On The Puddles

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
Let's just say someone had a bad week.

Submitted: June 16, 2008

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I'm tired
So very tired
My eyes have grown weary of this sight
I'm walking down this street
At night, in the rain
Right now I'm stomping in puddles
I don't feel like dancing today
It's been a very long day

This cut is deeper than I thought
It's bleeding so much more than it was yesterday
How can this be?
I suppose I'll try to clean it out again
And hope it'll heal

The sun is out today
The breeze is soft
On this spring day
But somehow I'm not enjoying it
Why am I inside on such a beautiful day?
Sometimes I just wish...

This cut is deeper than I thought
It's bleeding more than it was yesterday
How can this be?
I suppose I'll try to clean it out again
And hope it'll heal

Stray hair is in my face today
My sight is impaired
I wish the wind would stop blowing
I feel like I'm going to fall over
And I jusr want to sleep
It's been a bad week

This cut is deeper than I thought
It's bleeding more than it was yesterday
How can this be?
I suppose I'll try to clean it out again
And hope it'll heal

He said
You legs'll feel like rubber
And right now I can't stand
I just want to sleep
Is that too much to ask?


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