Exhausted
Exhausted you sigh as you look over the counter at me
Exhausted I think, saying sorry that you are
Exhausted I am from the anger, from hatred, that spews from this family
Exhausted I will be, until I get away
Exhausted until I leave Exhausted everyday until,
A new day, where I will not be exhausted
Exhausted by this family I will be 'til then.
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