Tonight, you don't know me.
You don't.
I'm worn out.
Dark circles.
Too many carbs. Too much caffeine.
I did all the things I was supposed to today.
I did my research, and got the facts straight;
I did the shopping, baked for the group, hosted it, almost cleaned up afterward;
I wrote a letter, thought about my opinion on a subject;
I changed into sweatpants, and made up my mind to set my alarm early for a meeting in the morning.
And I feel empty, here at the computer.
I'm
Afraid this is who I really am, and even more
Afraid that you do know me, after all.
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