My brain hurts
Well, actually
I think it’s numb
Tired body
Tired heart
Words are
Bouncing
Around
In my head
Aim is off
Can’t seem
To find
Their way out
Maybe for the best
Probably wouldn’t
Sound the same
If I said them
Out loud
Perhaps writing
Them down
Would help…
Today, I…
Need to rest
Don’t want to listen
Don’t feel like engaging
Whew! Think I feel better!
After writing this poem, I had a revelation. If I feel this way some days, so do my students. And while I can put my feelings into words, that is not always easy for children.
Ok, so maybe this wasn’t a revelation, but it was a reminder. I need to be aware of facial expressions, body language, and tone of voice-mine and my students. Tempering my actions and reactions by keeping the clues close at heart. ❤️
Piano Girl 
I know the feeling Kelley ..
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🤗💛 I don’t like it, but have to acknowledge it.
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I think it happens to all of us, at all ages … though many put tremendous effort into disguising this fairly natural state. As observing teacher, you have the opportunity to notice those who seem always in this mode – a lot of young adults (and younger) struggle with depression which can present the same as “essential overwhelm” you’ve described so well.
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I love your honesty and empathy for your students and others. Prayers for you and the students as you navigate life in a school. Beautiful poem my friend. 🙏🏻🙏🏻💛🤗
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Karla, thanks you for your prayers. I always appreciate your reflections.💛
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You’re welcome. And thank you, too. 💕🤗
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