When you're running on low...
What do you do?
Do you sleep?
Do you eat?
Relax?
Read a book?
What if you can't?
What if you're too busy?
Too stressed?
Too tired to even be tired?
So empty you'll never be full?
Is there a reset button on life?
I wish.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem