Weary Water FleaA Poem by PoeticColors
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No tears have fallen When just waking up leaves me weary When did things start feeling so dreary? I feel neither sorrow nor glee I feel as small as a water flea Even walking feels like a chore My favorite hobbies are now a bore Was the sky always so grey? I feel like a lost castaway I know I haven't left my home in weeks But I’d rather watch people walk the streets © 2020 PoeticColors |
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PoeticColorsAboutHello, I’m Mika, a teenage poet. I generally write poems that are about topics, such as abuse, depression, and suicide. Some of my poems are loosely based on events that happened in my life. more..Writing
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