I am tired of running

So tired, but I go on

I am tired of being hurt

Being thrown, being burnt

I am tired of getting through

Finding people, finding truths

I am tired of seeing the world

Lingering illusions, lingering life

I am tired of faking things

Of smiling, of crying

Because the truth is that

I don’t feel anything

Nothing but the quest

To find something real

So I keep going, tired