Honestly.
I have grown tired of you
Sitting a bed catching rust
Never stepping outside
But you complain about how
Bad everything is
You like to feel pain
You don't want to be happy
Your stuck in a nightmare that
Won't end I won't say I told you so
Rolling my eyes because nothing
Ever changes with you
The money never lasts the days are gone in a puff of smoke
There's wine bottle every where
So yes I am tired or you.
I wrote this because it's hard to watch someone who doesn't want to change or try to make life better for them self but they are always happy to ***** and complain about how hard everything is
