The Tired Moan

The tired moan 

I’m tired of being tired 
I’m tired of all the pain 
I’m tired of all the lies and hate 
And crying in the rain

I’m tired of acting happy 
When deep inside I’m sad 
And other people telling me 
Be thankful for what you have 

I’m tired of the TV telling me 
You must try this or that 
This will make you beautiful
And this stops you getting fat 

I’m tired of all the bad news 
Of wars, famine and disease 
It seems like half this universe
Has fallen too it’s knees

I guess the other option is 
 I could be six feet under
 And given these two choices 
Do you even have to wonder?
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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