I’m tired
Of the people,
Who say they care,
But they don’t.


I’m tired of those,
Who say there would,
Always be there,
In the good ones,
Or when your world is falling apart,
But when it does happen,
They live you behind.


I’m tired of all the pedestrians,
That passes through my life,
And that from all of them,
I choose the wrong ones.


I’m tired I spend my nights,
Thinking in every moment,
We may have,
But that in the end,
We don´t spend,
With each other time.