Poetry, You're As Mad As I Am (Mental Health)

“I’m just tired” – Poem

How are you?” You ask

I’m just tired

I say.

Again.

Except, hidden in those words

Is so much more pain.

Something much deeper than

just tired” could ever be.

Cuz I’m tired of being tired

Tired of needless drama

Tired of being in pain

Tired of pretending to be stronger than I am

Tired of being strong for other people

Tired of fixing everyone else’s problems

Tired of worrying

Tired of being used

Tired of feeling scared

Tired of crying

Tired of doubts

Tired of insecurities that won’t let up

Tired of comparisons

Tired of overthinking

Tired of being seen as a villain

Tired of other people’s problems becoming my own

Tired of caring

Tired of others not caring about what I have to say

Tired of being disappointed and dissatisfied

Tired of being wrong

Tired of being judged

Tired of being used

Tired of trying to be pretty enough

Tired of being stupid

Tired of a world that doesn’t understand

Tired of a society not fit for my personality

Tired of losing

Tired of failing

Tired of waking

Tired of trying

Tired of being emotional

Tired of being “too sensitive

Tired of seeing hate and pain in the world

Tired of writing poor sentences

Tired of trying to be motivated

Tired of being everyone’s hero

Tired of feeling out of place

Tired of the ridicule

Tired of jokes that just aren’t funny

Tired of proving myself

Tired of the fear of the unknown

Tired of the millions of thoughts I have each second

Tired of being jealous

Tired of not being enough

Tired of the universe’s games

Tired of the constant trials

Tired of being uncertain

Tired of rejection

Tired of setting alarms

Tired of trying to be better than yesterday

Tired of lacking outfits

Tired of being unappreciated

Tired of being seen as less-than

Tired of being shaped into someone I’m not

Tired of fake smiles

Tired of biting my tongue

Tired of being alone

Tired of being crowded

Tired of forcing productivity

Tired of having to explain myself

Tired of explanations not being enough

Tired of being afraid

Tired of being sick

Tired of feeling weak

Tired of being treated like a child

Tired of being treated like I’m fragile

Tired of the hustle

Tired of working hard to no avail

Tired of mistakes

Tired of never doing or being enough

Tired of writing why I’m tired

And so I’ll stop.

You want me to stop,

Don’t you?

No one truly cares

Enough.

No one wants to know

What you’re really feeling.

And so, I guess

I’m fine,

I’m just tired.

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