I'm tired.
Can't handle
So many people
In one place
At once.
I'm overwhelmed.
I'm tired.
Just a bit of sleep
Might do the trick,
But a half hour later,
I'd be tired again.
I'm tired.
But I don't want
To disappoint
My best friend.
She wants me
To meet
Her friends.
She's so nice.
That one friend.
The one from
A different country.
Accepting
And a Whovian.
The one who
Asks for pronouns
And loves Clara Oswald.
Just talking.
Getting to know her.
To sit down
On an emerald couch
And just talk.
No worries,
No heat,
No problem for me.
But I'm tired.
Right now
Everything whirs around.
It's non-stop.
I need to stop
But there are no brakes.
July 4, 2018
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