Last night, I came home
exhausted,
and tired
so tired

but not
"I've had a long day"
tired - no,

more like
"the life has been sucked out of me"
exhausted

and uncertain
of my future

And in my weakness
my demon took me.

The demon
The one that everyone has

I tried to fight it
with music
with smiles

Tried to do what I had to
and couldn't

and I couldn't care
there was too much inside for caring

and it was worse than it's been
in a while

and I don't know why:
what
did I do
this time?

I stayed home from school today
and I know it was weak

I know
I know I shouldn't have
even though I was tired
even though I was sick
even though my demon took me

I know that
and I'm sorry