When no one wants to hear it anymore
Someday soon you're gonna get up off the floor
Cause no one wants to hear that shit

I'm tired, so tired. Giving up always seems like the easiest way. But I could never give up, cause there is people who believe in me, one way or another.
But it would be so easy.

I never try enough. I just complain in my own head. I'm sorry that I don't have the strenght to try hard enough.

If I could just tell you this, if I could have the strenght to bring it up an actually say something, knowing you'd listen and have something to say in return, I wouldn't need this. That's the truth I figured out.
But words come out easier in writing.


Would you have something to say?