Thursday, February 22, 2007

Tired Still

It is all worth it,
If the worth it moments are only that,
Though why the world should be structured like this,
I can only take a stab.

My body's tired and my soul is weak,
And if I believe that, then it will be true,
And is it not right that sometimes you should surrender,
To eventually feel like new?

Never mind, I'm not the only one,
And won't even be the last.
I must dredge up some energy to finish,
Or the world will chug on past.

It's alright,
This will not last forever,
I believe, but then you never know,
The cords of this world are hard to sever.

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