I’m tired of asking people how they are.. when I feel like shit inside.
I’m tired of comforting others when I myself felt lost.
I’m tired of explaining so that people can understand better..
I’m just so tired of waiting… of waiting in vain.
I’m tired of hurting people without me knowing..
I’m tired of saying things will be ok when it hasn’t been like that since you came..
I’m exhausted of finding the answers to feelings left unsaid…
I’m tired of hollow laughters, yes.. but you never really care.
I’m tired of waiting for you to look at my way,
I’m tired of dressing up so that you will stare..
I’m so tired of the things that you and I will never be..
I’m so tired of believing of thoughts that’s you and me.
I lurk in the shadows and I see you there…
I waited for the rain, standing bare…
For tears that’s been exhausted..
And words left unsaid..
I’m tired of standing here..
For a chance that was never there.
-Excerpt from The Lost Diary of A Self Confessed Drama Queen, 04/08/09, Holy Wednesday
-Drunk, Dazed and Confused.