I’m tired
I’m tired of pretending like everything is fine
I’m tired of acting as if I’m coping
I’m tired of trying to fit in
I’m tired of always having to please people that don’t give a heck about me
I’m tired of me
I’m tired of breathing
Excuse me that I wish to take my last breath
My skin cries for torture
They don’t understand how it hurts
We laugh together but inside I’m laughing at myself
The laughter that leads to my death
Ek es moeg