At the end of the day,
I realized,
for the first time in my life,
That I was actually tired,
Really tired,
I was strong since the day I was born,
I thought I needed no one,
But I was wrong,
I wanted someone to see the pain behind my laughter,
I wanted someone to worry about me,
I wanted someone to say
'You have my shoulder to cry on, and I'll be the tissue whipping off your tears'
I wanted someone to hug when I seem to be down,
I wanted someone to actually feel that I was down,
I wanted someone to care the way I care for others,
I wanted someone by myside,
But no one's here,
And it's my fault convincing others I was fine.