I can sleep 8 hours or more

and still feel a sense of exhaustion.

I can fall asleep on a bus ride

and that amount of tiresome still lingers on my body.

I can tell someone how I feel about this experience

and not receive the adequate response or understanding I would like.

I will merely face a conversation about negative questions

and commentary.

As much as my voice and my body scream for rest.

For a separation from this adult constructed world,

I will be told to grow up and fight through.

Told to stop my drama and exaggeration.

My exhaustion will turn into pain and illness.

My body will become weaker and unbearable in my situation.

Until I am severely ill in my hospital bed

will I be told that I should've taken better care of myself?

Or, at my funeral will there be voices

of concern and remorse of my past life.

The awakening of everyone only happens at the expense of my life.

It is there when I finally receive validation for my exhaustion and sufferings.