She felt tired
A kind of tired that's deep in your bones
A feeling of pure defeat
Never knowing where to call home
Always finding peace on the street

She felt tired
A kind of tired that pounds in your head
The only thing that feels good is weed
Sometimes she wished she was dead
Music is all that helps her believe

She felt tired
A kind of tired you quit caring about
Shes had it so long she thinks it normal
But inside her head is where she drowns
She hopes one day she won't feel horrible.
But its always lurking around.

Shes just tired ...

© bbpeace