I'm tired.
It's that feeling that you,
can't really describe.

I'm not angry at the world,
like everybody says.

I don't need to just,
find my meaning,
like everybody says.

I'm just tired.
I know it isn't the same tired,
as wanting to sleep.

But I know that,
it's not the same tired,
as wanting to give up.

Isn't that enough?

Do I really need some excuse,
as to why I don't want to socialize?
Do I really need some excuse,
as to why I don't have anything to say?

Is there really a reason,
to having an excuse for anything?

I'm done living,
for you.

Now,
I'm living for me.