Restless
Days pass as I rest
I am well-rested but I am not happy
I am not sad
I am not tired
I look at you and I know
I know you will never go away
I trick myself into believing otherwise but deep down I know
And you come back stronger
I don't want to go
Nor do I want to stay
I will rest my days away.
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