Not on a "pity-pot,"
Nor ranting or venting... I'm just tired
I’m tired of being misunderstood,
Nerves are shot,
Weak – like mites-eaten wood.
I’m tired of being ill,
No energy, can’t think,
Losing my skills.
I’m tired of so-called friends,
Stabbing me in the back,
Again and again.
I’m tired of trying to make things right,
I give up – I surrender,
No will to fight.
I’m tired of seeing others in pain,
Raises frustration,
Drives me insane.
I’m tired of not being able to cry,
I’d melt away,
Nothing left inside.
I’m tired because I can’t feel,
Walking in a daze – numb
This can’t be real.
I’m tired of pretending to be “strong,”
I’m weak, I’m fragile,
It’s gone on way too long.
I don’t know what else to say,
I’m hoping, I’m dreaming,
I’m begging, I’m pleading,
Please, take this feeling away.
Right now… I’m just tired…
Nor ranting or venting... I'm just tired
I’m tired of being misunderstood,
Nerves are shot,
Weak – like mites-eaten wood.
I’m tired of being ill,
No energy, can’t think,
Losing my skills.
I’m tired of so-called friends,
Stabbing me in the back,
Again and again.
I’m tired of trying to make things right,
I give up – I surrender,
No will to fight.
I’m tired of seeing others in pain,
Raises frustration,
Drives me insane.
I’m tired of not being able to cry,
I’d melt away,
Nothing left inside.
I’m tired because I can’t feel,
Walking in a daze – numb
This can’t be real.
I’m tired of pretending to be “strong,”
I’m weak, I’m fragile,
It’s gone on way too long.
I don’t know what else to say,
I’m hoping, I’m dreaming,
I’m begging, I’m pleading,
Please, take this feeling away.
Right now… I’m just tired…
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