I’m Not Tired

I’m not tired
Said the child
With bags under her eyes,
Who was yawning so often,
She risked catching flies.

I’m not tired,
She insisted,
Tears wetting her cheeks
I don’t need to sleep,
Those tears are a leak.

I’m not tired,
She now shouted,
Her hands curled in fists,
I will not be cuddled.
I will not be kissed.

Take away my pyjamas,
She said with a yawn,
I’m not tired,
I don’t need them,
They will not be worn.

I’m not tired,
She sighed wearily,
Trudging to bed,
But I might,
For a moment,
For a bit,
Rest my head…

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9 Responses to I’m Not Tired

  1. OnTheWay... says:

    Beautiful, as I also try to convince myself that I’m not tired though my eyes seems to be closing and it’s only 8am…
    love to you x

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  2. The last stanza could have been me on any day in the past week Pooky. Hope you had a great Christmas, best wishes for 2015.

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  3. Yu/stan/kema says:

    Very good poem. I like it. Really descriptive.

    Liked by 1 person

  4. topazo says:

    I smiled reading this….

    Liked by 1 person

  5. Happens to me all the time, I often say “No, I’m not sleeping, just resting my eyes”

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