Tired eyes
Golden Feather Poetry
Tired Eyes
Energy less the pair of eyes looked around
The body like a potato bag
Tired and sleepy
The mind tried to think of the most difficult
Mathematic formulas
Tried to think how a human’s body exists like it is
Philosophy
Psychology
Sociology
The secrets of history
The art of foreign languages
But the body slacked off
Lips were curled down
Eyes were dull
Cheeks were pale
It isn’t my fault that I’m tired…
That my tired eyes can’t even see anymore
It is what society did to me
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