I'm tired that,
No one know.

I'm tired that,
I fake up being enthusiastic.

I'm tired that,
The World neglects.

My heart is tired of
Being tired,
But the soul never notice.

Why does my tiredness is left unseen?

Should I just cry loudly,
Or,
Write a letter,
Or ,
Should I just be in dark room,
Or,
Should I just vanish.

When will you notice?.
I'm tired