When did love become a chore?
When did effort became so tiresome?
When did happiness became scarce?
Music suddenly sounds stale
Nothing is making sense.
You drag your feet but get nowhere
And everything around you is darkness
When did these fall apart?
When did everything became such a chore?
I am tired and I am spent
I am limpy and well over bent
My feet hurts
And the rest of my body is numb
Despite all this, I am thankful I am tired
It goes to show I’ve done well with my time
And that I have been blessed.
Exhaustion, it takes a toll on you
Yet when you look around so many people
go on with their lives ; always working
Tirelessly they do their duty each day with a smile
They go unnoticed at times
but this does not stop them — the more they work hard
So who are you to say you’re tired and weary?
Who are you to complain when you are luckier?
Who are you to say that you’ve had enough?
Before you whine and complain, think of those who have it worse
…then you’ll see, exhaustion is just a matter of mindset