Everyone is so sick and tired
of being sick and tired.
I'm sick of writing poems
for the same person,
and I long for the day,
where I completely stop feeling
the constant necessity
to reach out to them.
I'm tired of not being able
to say the word "love"
and I wish every night,
that I will eventually have the courage
to scream it from the summit
of every building
in the whole world.
Oh, we complain,
and we ache,
but in the end,
nothing's changing,
and we're the same
useless beings
we were before.
You're sick tired
of being sick and tired,
but when will you actually
do something about it?