I can’t bring myself to envision
what this life looks like to you.
The schedules, the rushed pace
There’s no space.
No. Space.
Day in and out
demands are placed,
rules are enforced,
and freedom erased.
Endeavor as I may for you
to make this more bearable,
I feel it too.
This won’t be forever, I promise.
We just have to wait this out.
Just know while you’re sad
or while you’re ready to check out,
You’re not alone.
I’m here.
I’m here.
I’m with you.
Dawning Creations 