My brain's a hamster wheel, spinning all day,
But the real exhaustion hits when I'm on my own, I swear.
My body's like a deflated balloon,
Just waiting for someone to pump me up, like a cartoon.

In a crowd, I'm a social butterfly,
But alone, I'm a sloth, and I'm not even trying to be sly.
My energy levels plummet, like a stock market crash,
Maybe I should just stay in bed and have a good, long nap.


© klehriynah