Monday, February 29, 2016

An Open Letter to Internal Machinations


An Open Letter to Internal Machinations

By: Rodolfo Perez

 

 

 

I’m tired.

I’m 17 and I’m tired.

I’m 17, I have a family, and I’m tired.

I’m respected.

People come and ask ME for answers.

But I’m tired.

I’m fairly sure of what I have to do to be “happy”

But I’m tired,

And I’m tired.

I’m loved, and hated,

And I’m tired.

I’m tired of waking up,

And acting like I don’t need to get out of bed.

I’m tired of acting like I’m tired when I’m not.

I’m tired of not speaking enough.

I’m tired of listening too little.

I’m tired of seasons.

I’m tired of time.

I’m tired.

I’m tired of bitching like I am right now.

So, I’ll stop

Because that’s what you do when you’re tired of something right?

You stop doing that something.

 

 

THIS WORK IS NOT AFFILAITED WITH P.E.N.T.C.I. IN ANY WAY

4 comments:

  1. Painfully authentic! I hope everything is well, but extremely well written!

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  2. Wait you're 17 wtf XD great work though!

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  3. I kind of find a sense of arrogance in the way the poem is conducted though. It seems like the author feels his life is too perfect.

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    1. I don't find my life to be perfect at all haha

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