I will be like the feeling
Of your shirt on your shoulders
A minor convenience
So inconsequential
Your brain filters me out
& you forget I’m even there
Until you’re reminded
You can feel your shirt on your shoulders
But even if you’re never reminded
& you never acknowledge me directly again
You will still be feeling me
You will still be carrying my weight
& then at the end of an easy day
Where you’ve done nothing
You’ll wonder to yourself
“Why am I so tired”
Unaware
You’ve been carrying
The tiniest burden
Of being unkind
♡Sugar☆World☮ 