paper thin

I don’t feel worn out, I feel worn thin. not even stretched thin, or pulled tight, just worn thin.

Like tissue paper rubbed too long between the thumband fore finger. -until you swear you can feel the ridges of that opposing digit right through it. Knowing that if you apply just alittle more pressure it will rip apart.
I’m not close to snapping. I won’t pretend to be. I’m not like a rubber band. I am tissue paper, and I’m close to the tear.