I hate to complain, I really do
but I am going to explain how a average teen of the 21st century may feel:
I feel like a bag of sand, a big heavy floppy bag of sand.
I’m lethargic, I drag my feet every step,
my arms feel like forty-pound weights.
Writing every word on this paper is each a ounce more of energy I don’t have.
My head is too tired to hold its own self up
so I nuzzle my head in my arms sprawled across our small wooden desktop
The worst part is my thin little eyelids
use all their little might to keep themselves open.
Yet they power through the day
getting heavy every once and awhile.
Thinking and watching people do physical movements
make my muscles whimper and dread any large movements.
I feel as though I could fall asleep standing,
maybe even in a squat against the wall or in a plank,
hopefully not doing freestyle in the pool later.
2 days later
Its 9:36 PM I just got home
I have a little less then 6 hours until I leave for morning practice.
I drink a large glass of milk
And start my journey on homework.
I long for my bed, the 15 pillows on my bed call my name
It seems like the comforter physically moves itself toward me,
ready to grab me and tuck me in.
Now don’t get me wrong I still feel very lucky to feel so tired
I have a bed, a good school, good people around me
I may complain a little but I wouldn’t change anything in my life.
Some people are much more unfortunate then you.
Be happy to be sore, or tired.
Whatever you are be thankful.