I’m tired of breathing. I’m tired of living. I’m tired of trying.
I’m tired of life.
Maybe it’s learned helplessness,
But I would like to stop trying;
I would like to stop vocalizing my pain.
I would like to stay silent,
Absolutely still,
And not make a sound.
I want to make a hut,
And stay away- far away.
I want to stay in dreadful silence.
I’m tired of speaking,
And I don’t want to try.
I’m tired, I’m tired, I’m tired.
