Tired
Tired of the pain I’m feeling everyday
Tired of playing in this never-ending game
I need someone to take it away
Make me feel okay
I don’t want to lose this fight
I’ve used all my might
Yet it comes around again to play
It’s always when I’m in a happy place
In a constant race
Angles and demons fighting in my brain
I try to get the demons to go away
But they have sunk in their claws
They’ve grown comfortable in my mind
I guess this is where they chose to lay
In my tired mind, where things never seem to leave
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