Tired

Wow this has been one hell of a weak
 I've felt so many emotions 
 that I almost can't focus 
    on being just me
    So many tears had to fall
      So that I could get back to 
      what I call normal
       my heart stops
       every time I think 
        I might lose someone close
        My heart hurts every time
          that somebody close
                 hurts me
                It's ironic in a way
               I can't stay happy always
                 I'm never afraid 
                 to face the flames
                  there has to be 
                 a beginning middle and end
                     you can't skim through life
                      It won't get better until 
                        you live through the strife
                        each day gets a little better
                          and eventually wounds heal
                         I'm becoming an adult now
                            and it's becoming more real 
                            I have choices to make
                            that will most de finitely affect my faith 
                              this part of growing up scares me
                              I can longer blame it on childish things
                                 If I  f.u.c.k  up I have to take full responsibility 
                                         I'm tired but it's been worth the experience
                                                 worth the growth
                                                If I always ran away 
                                                    I'd still be the same old me
                                                     and I'd still be unhappy

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