Glad I was there for you, when no one else was!
I screamed into the vast abyss of your heart,
Poets use the word, tired and exhausted,
So often,
But never using it in the context of the actuality of it,
BECAUSE WERE YOUNG AND STUPID AND BEING MAD IS A TREND,
I fell in love with your sadness,
Before I fell in love with you,
And if that's not right,
Then I'm not sorry,
I'm sick and tired of being sick and tired,
I want to STOP being me,
I can't stand the way people treat me,
No words could contain enough emotion,
That I contain inside my brain,
And it's screaming to get out,
Screaming,
Maybe it's just me,
Or maybe it's you,
The way I'll never be enough for you,
i don't even care about poetry,
I don't care about anything,
I just want to sleep