Burnout, exhaustion, fatigue, depletion
I can’t do anything and can’t find a reason
Never-ending, always new, assignments incessant
I just don’t feel present
I’m not here, I’m just holed away
Reading at the desk, another long day
I have so much to do, but no time at all
I’m burnt out, like ash, and I feel so small
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