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My heart is tired of the ache

Tired of the pain

My soul is tired of hell

My mind tired of my brain

My wrists tired of the grace of my blade

My blood is tired of renuing itself

Just to get drained

My feet are tired of running the miles away

Just to be depressed for another day

My hands are too tired to try

Just again to be denied

My smile is tired of being wasted

My face tired of being painted

My chest tired of being heated

With your possession

I'll get you no where

Why am I your obsession?

My thoughts tired of questions

Tired of the confustion

Tired of the deliberation

The argument gets me no where

I need you here

I'm tired of explaining to those who don't care

It is as if me they can't hear

Take me by the hand

And show me the world you understand

You can try to make me see

But I can't

Just let me fall and don't catch me

I'll join the fallen army

But you control me

You are the reason I get up
The reason I sleep

Is this even me?

Or am I what you want me to be?

I refuse to be who you want me to be

That much you could never control me

I'll run from a person who loves me

To greet my depression

I'm not a happy person

And this is my confession

I'm sinking into a bigger hole

I'll never learn the lesson

I keep digging myself deeper

In a pit of depression