You know t h a t f e e l i n g?
When you're just waiting to get home into your room, so you can fall into bed. Just let everything out that you kept in all day. That feeling of desperation. Your tired. Tired of everything, tired of nothing. You just want to someone to be there and tell you its okay. But no ones there. You know you have to be strong for yourself because no one can fix you. But you are tired, tired of being strong. For once you just want it to be easy. To be simple and to be helped. To be saved. But you know you won't be. But your still hoping and still wishing. And your staying strong and fighting with tears in your eyes.
YOU ARE FIGHTING.