I’m tired of long hours
Looking at a tiny screen
Just because I have
The aching need
And I can’t control myself.
I’m tired of coming in
To school empty-handed
And worrying about my
38 in this class and
63 in the other.
I’m tired of going home and
Fretting that my parents might
Force me to do things when
I’m too exhausted to even
Talk to my friends.
I’m tired of thinking that today
Might be the last because
I barely have the energy to
Get out of bed
And face another bothersome day.
I’m tired,
But here I still am.
I haven’t lost yet.
And I’m not going away,
Anytime soon.