Tired of feeling angry.
Tried of feeling disappointed.
Tired of trying to make people happy.
Tired of living up to people’s expectations.
Tired of responsibilities.
Tired of being myself.
Tired of being me.
Tired.
Sometimes I really ask myself if it's worth to care so much when you know nothing will happen from the other side. It just hurts so badly. Sometimes I wake up wishing I could sleep forever, so I would not face these shits again.
"When a girl cries, it's not usually over one thing. It's built up anger and emotions that she's been holding in for too long."
I am just so tired to even hope that things may become better.
I feel so reluctant to even feel happy anymore.
All alone.
