I’m tired, I’m tight, I’m weary

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I’m tired of smiling when I don’t have to. 

I’m tired of being strong when I don’t want to. 

I’m tired of being nice but still get disrespected. 

I’m tight because the bills outweighs the biweekly pay.

I’m tight because my intelligence is constantly being questioned. 

I’m tight that my loved ones are gone and I know that it’s a road we all have to face. 

I’m weary because of the ugly ways of our society.

I’m weary because I can’t protect my son from everything. 

I’m weary because things will Never be the same. 

However,

I’m not weak. I’m not a quitter. I’m wakened. I’m a believer. I still see beauty. 

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