Frustrations


I'm exhausted
My souls’ given up.
But I can't sleep
I think I'm being watched
And I can't see the creep
Studying is a process, hard.
Relations can’t be maintained.
When I never get to receive
Whatever I wished for in Life.
Poetry isn't easy
When you can't make the words flow
I feel much too hot
But I have become way too cold
I have so much I need to say
But I'm afraid to be too bold
I am afraid of the million eyes
Watching every step I put beyond
Help me, somebody, please help me
Help me to do what I must
And to put my soul at ease...

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