Tired

Have you ever felt,

so tired of this?

This mess we call life

supposed to be bliss?

I'm tired of hiding,

I'm tired of fear.

I'm tired of people

acting like I'm not here.

I'm tired of failures,

I'm tired of tears.

I'm tired of all of those

things over the years.

Maybe I'm done.

Maybe I cry.

Maybe I wish,

that I could still fly.

You could have tried.

You could have shown care.

Maybe I wouldn't be

broken on the stair.

You say that you're sorry

You said that you'd try

You said you'd make sure,

I'd never say goodbye

But maybe my patience,

wore too paper-thin

Maybe you forgot me

as one of your kin

So now I am gone

I hope you now see

that I honestly tried,

I just wanted to be me