I am tired, No beyond that
I am exhausted, Not a tinge
of energy left in me
Not a pinch of life left in me

I can no longer walk, Yet
I try to run the race
they all finish even before I start
I am already out, I already lost

Before I run out of breath, Pick me up
Lend me that hand of yours,
Hold onto me and pull me out
Teach me to crawl first

Hold me while I walk
And finally put me back
on that track again to start
at my own pace.