POEMS

Sleep and Worry

​My head hurts and I’m stressed. I never stopped giving it my very best. Yet, somehow nothing quite works out. The more I try, the more troubles amount. So with weariness, I lay down to sleep. To dream of better things instead of weep. So don’t feel alone in this painful world. We all are the same,from boy to boy, girl to girl.

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