I feel so very tired, I'm struggling to stay awake.
I think I need to ask my boss if I can take a break
It's very cold so I walk fast and march right down the street,
what a relief to breathe the air and be upon my feet.
So now I'm back behind my desk and getting on with work
As I was raised to try my best and not to slack or shirk.
I want to work to prove my worth and forget that I am ill,
but there are days when I can't cope and I've just had my fill
of aching heads, distorted sight and fatigue, I can't describe,
I barely can remember how it felt to feel alive.
People say how well I look, and yes from the outside,
they cannot see how crap I feel and all I try to hide.
I guess I'm having a bad day and I don't mean to moan
but why can't it be six o'clock, so I can go back home!
Sorry guys, just having a rubbish day. Mel x