sometimes you just get so
tired
it's like all of the will inside you has suddenly died
i get it, kid
i've been there too
you're dredging on through every meaningless day
when you want to cry but sleep seems so much more inviting
all the commotion mixes with all the hurt and you're not sure if you're gonna make it till you leave
it's okay, kid
i know it hurts now
it hurts me too
but we just gotta have hope
otherwise
what's the point
