Tired of being Tired

Fri, 06/28/2019 - 00:59 -- Mcging

It all began with a choice

A choice I had to make alone

I felt the pressure and it’s like everything

And Everyone was weighing on my decision

I didn't want to let anyone down

I didn’t want to go

I wanted to give it all up

I really just didn’t know

I have so many people supporting me from both sides                 

Which route am I going to choose

I’m tired

I’m frustrated

I wish this would be over with

The time begin to push closer and closer

I want to do as well as I can

I want to make the right decision

But which one is the right one

I know everyone is counting on me

And it’s HARD

I hate this

Time to make that choice but HOW

It’s all about fit

I don’t think this, I don’t think that

Omg I’m so tired of this

I just want to choose the best choice

I have my friends in one ear and everyone else in the other like ugh

Make it STOP

What am I to do if I’m tired of it all

Why must I cheer myself up to please someone else

I’m tired of everything

I’m tired of seeing the same people everyday

Hearing things from people who have it all figured out

Why can’t I just have it figured out!

Now I’m worried..

Why must one always have to talk things out

I wonder if they could read pain

It’s my choice but why do I feel otherwise!

I’m tired of trying to please others

I’m creating a new norm for myself

How do I wake up from this nightmare

I’m woke

I’m still tired

I’m still fighting

This school

That job

That career

That one choice is residing in my head

The decision was made

Did I make the right one...

What am I going to do now

I’m all alone

I’m worried

I’m tired

I’m scared

But wait I see something

It’s Me

She’s dancing

She’s happy

She’s done being tired

She made the right choice!

And now she’s happy

The next steps await ahead

Is she ready for the new journey

Is she as prepared as she thinks

Tuition

Books

Friends

Anxiety DEEPENS

She becomes even more tired

Now she’s stressed

But wait

She sees herself again

She made that choice

And it was the correct one

And she’s happier

She’s ready

Buts she’s crying

Why is she crying..

I found myself living for me and only me

No More second guessing

I made friends

I picked the right school

I'm not scared

I'm happier than ever

And that too will make you less tired

This poem is about: 
Me
My community

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