just tired
I’m just tired. of pretending to be happy all the time.
tired of pretending that everything’s okay. sometimes it is and sometimes it isn’t. so why is it so hard to say I’m not okay?
I’m tired of keeping everything in all the time. all the anger and sadness and exhaustion. I’m tired of feeling and being.
I’m tired of hurting you. every time I get into one of my moods, I end up hurting you because I don’t know how to deal with the pressure of every single thought echoing loudly in my head during every waking moment.
I don’t know how to tell you when I’m upset because I don’t want to cry in front of you. I don’t know how to tell you I’m angry because I don’t want to fight with you. all I can say is I’m tired.
but I’m tired of being tired.
just so, so tired.
