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