It feels like,
Like shit hit the fan,
Like it always does,
Like it always will,
Like there's nothing else for it to do.

I'm so sick,
So tired.
I'm choosing the wrong friends,
Not having the right battles.
But who cares?
Who cares?

I am tired.
So tired.
Of it always being this way.
Just for once,
I want everything to be okay.
I want life to be fine.

I'm just tired.
© Karia FelWell