Give me space .
S P A C E
I find myself wishing often for room to just be.
No explanations, no forced conversations.
I am too warm. I am too cold.
I am too much of everything.
Too irritable. Too lonely.
Too busy. Too tired
Mostly, too tired.
L E A V E
Me alone.
Let me
Sleep.
Read.
Be silent.
Be alone.
Be in my own world.
It is a funky world
but I know me there.