"TODAY SUCKS" a poem that will likely be deleted later

Sometimes I am sick of me
or maybe sick of you?

Perhaps just tired of anything
and everything?

The world still turns in spite
of me

The grass is still green
& the sky's still blue

I'm still tired of life but
I might as well be tired of it
with you.

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