You know that
feeling?
when you're just
waiting
waiting to get home, into your room,
close the door, fall on your bed,
and just let out everything you kept in all day.
that feeling of both relief and despiration.
nothing is wrong,
but nothing is right either.
and you're tired.
tired of everything,
tired of nothing.
and you just want someone to be there,
and tell you its okay.
but no ones gonna 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 just want it to be easy.
to be simple.
to be helped.
to be saved.
but you know you wont be.
but you're still hoping.
and still wishing.
and still staying strong,
even with tears in your eyes.
you're fighting.