Kayli Villalta
But I won’t look you in the eyes
Sunlight shines through the window sills, I
leave my curtains open just
to await for the dark to arrive.
Days begin to feel like a haze, and I
can’t keep up with my grades.
I tell you I got my eight hours
of sleep, but I’ve been restless
staying up day and night.
But I’ll make sure to tell
you all I’m doing fine.
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