Being tired is not a state of mind, it is a state of being-
born, battered, and then tossed aside.
When I say I am tired, I do mean to count sheep.
I mean I am tired of being mistreated by men and women in sleek suits and dirty shoes who mean to make a mess of me.
Who mean to walk over me, kicking me with their discount shoes as if I am the doormat to their awaiting success.
I am tired of being tested-
by your god and mine because I am something so precious-
so...