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Tired


I'm still

and sleep I  always will

I try and I try to stay awake and it just isn't fair

That whenever I fall asleep I'm met with my naightmares

 

I'm tired of everything wether it be big or small

So now to my bed of sleepless nights I'll crawl

Nightmares of everything rule over my head

But when I wake up I see I'm still just in my bed

 

Now I'm trapped in an companionship with the day 

An untainted cycle in witch I can not break away

Yes, reality is my nightmare

And I'm still breathing in the poison of the air

I'm tired and still and sleep now I always will

 

When I wake my body will ache

With the dizzyness of experiencing an earthquake

Reality sets in so I put on a fake grin

Ready for this worthless day to begin

 

Once again tired. I say I'm good but I'm a liar

My brain and body are on fire

Now I'm so ready 

For this day to retire.

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