Enough

Get out of my business 

Stay off of my floor

I don't want your story

Beating me down anymore

I don't want any gifts

Attached with a lie

Your story snow drifts

And I don't want to die

Stay out of my business

Don't knock on my door

I don't need your promise 

Breaking me down anymore 

I don't want to play tag

You Win. You are it

My downfall, my snag

My phone has been hit

Stay out of my business

Don't speak to my friends

What we were once having

Swung. And now ends.

Get out of my story

Get out of my head

For once, do this for me

With you I am dead

This was in my head and woke me up. I don't know if it's because of the weight I am carrying this year, teaching or the struggle a loved one is going through. 

Don't Judge Me

Don't judge me

Based on my roots

I'm growing

Amazing fruit!

It took my past

For me to know

To upwards branch,

To yearn and grow!

I remembered when all I wanted to do is write, even into the night. Now teaching first grade consumes all my energy and deprives me of fitful sleep. I dont know how to shut off worrying about 19 little ones.

. Last night I put on Come Follow Me for a couple of lessons. Sleepless hours! I finally dozed off and this poem was in my heart when I woke up.