You know that
feeling?
When you're just waiting.
Waiting to get home, and go to your room,
close the door, and fall into your bed,
and just let out everything that you've kept in all
day.
The feeling of both relief and desperation.
Nothing's wrong, but nothing's right either.
And you're just tired.
Tired of everything, tired of nothing.
And you just want someone to be there,
and tell you everything will be okay.
But no one's going to be there.
And you know you have to be strong and fix yourself,
because no one else can fix you.
But you're tired of waiting.
Tired of being the one to fix yourself, and everyone
else.
Tired of being strong.
For once you just want it to be easy.
To be simple. To be helped. To be saved.
You know you won't be,
but you're still hoping.
And you're still wishing.
And you're still staying strong and fighting,
with tears in your eyes.
You're fighting. ♥
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