I am tired of this place
And my mere existence
I'm tired of pretending
Like things will be different
I don't have it in me
To change what is happening
There is no more spark
Or the drive to do anything
So here I find myself
Inside these four walls again
Letting the days go by
Not really living life
What is the point then
When all the hope is gone
Maybe the time has come
For me to say so long
To the one that doesn't try
To spread her wings and fly
Written December 19, 2022
© 2022 by Lena Kovadlo. Use with permission only.
