Exhaustion hangs in the air like a dark cloud,
Weighing down on everyone’s happiness,
Spraying a touch of sadness
In the heart of those affected.
Smiles are drawn on their faces,
Yet their eyes betray their thoughts.
Petrification leaves them stoic,
Unable to grasp reality in acceptance.
Their shoulders are slumped,
With eyes trained on the ground,
And never once holding their heads high,
Unlike who they once were.
Buried deep in their tickers
Are longingness for the past,
Where they were as carefree as birds,
Instead of being drowned by worries.
Hidden in their misery
Are their lost dreams and happiness.
Suffocated under the trials of life,
They no longer feel appreciated.
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