Plea

I’m so tired.
I’d blame anything other than myself
but I’m no liar,
not when it comes to this hard fatigue.

I’m so angry. 
I would seek a place to put blame for it
but I’m no hunter,
not when the anger is so clearly internal.

I’m so narrowed.
I’d try and expand enough to fit better
but it’s beyond my power,
no one can stretch me back whole.

This world’s killing me.
I would put up more of a fight against it
but I’m no warrior.
It’s not enough like home to defend.