Get Out of Your Room
Everything will be fine if you get out of your room.
Everything will be fine if you make that first move.
I know your head is sore.
I know your throat is dry.
I know you feel like you can't do anything right.
But maybe your head needs fresh air.
Maybe your throat needs water.
And of course, you can't do anything right
if your body is too hungry to even fight.
So make your bed.
Move your feet.
It won't fix all of today's mess,
but it's one step away from defeat.
If you can manage to sit upright,
from there, everything will align.
YOU ARE READING
Changing Tides & Soul-Crushing Highs {A Poetry Collection}(Wattys2018)
詩歌This is a collection of poems by me. Hope you like it! -Ejmcmoon