Tired.
I’m tired. Tired of my allergy. Tired of my jaw cracking every single morning several times. Tired of the fact that no one ever calls me, wants to hang out with me. Tired of work. Tired of the pressure from my parents. Tired of the feeling that I need to be as good as my brothers. Tired of the things people expect me to do, even though they never need me. They still expect me to do this and that. Tired of the fact that I can’t ever seem to connect to anybody at all. Tired of not having anything to do. Tired of that I can’t do anything without my parents asking ”why”, because I never do anything. Tired of the fact that no one seems to interest me at all on any level.
I’m tired. Tired of me.
