I am Tired.

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I'm tired of getting home alone. Waiting family members to come back.

I'm tired of lapping the floor after rain.

I'm tired of watching the television show alone.

I'm tired of hiding my emotion. Not letting my mum worry. Not letting everyone else worry.

I'm tired of asking whether you okay or not.

I'm tired of being cheeky, keep asking till you answer me.

I'm tired of showing my care, just to let you notice me.

I'm tired of comparing. Just to let you know, we have different background. Stop comparing.

I'm tired of blending in.

I'm tired of being somewhere I'm not belong to.

I'm tired of being praise. I've put a lot of effort just to get a praise.

I'm tired of waiting someone to crash into my inner heart, not just outcrop my hasty attitude.

I'm tired of answering the insincere question. "What happened?"

I'm tired of putting effort just for others' benefits.

I'm tired of working out something amazing for others.

I'm tired of taking care of others' feelings.

I'm tired of waiting someone to take the initiative. Why must I should be the one?

I'm tired of being tough and making those impossible to become  I'm possible.

I'm tired of watching other's drama.

I'm tired of missing you.

I'm tired of making myself happy.

I'm tired of smiling.

I'm tired of the "What?!" expression on others' face.

I'm tired of being a woman who suffer every month.

I'm tired of connecting to the world.

I'm tired of wondering if anyone care if I disappear.

I'm tired of guessing others' minds.

I'm tired of feeling sorry. Every decision I made. So sorry.

I'm tired of my own emotion.

I'm tired of crying.

I'm tired of my attitude.

I'm tired of my life.

I'm tired of lost.

Later,

very soon,

I will be tired of living this life.

The life that I born to be.

The life that I had been mold to be.

My life circle is getting bigger and bigger.

But,

My heart is becoming smaller.

Swallower.

Dry.

Died.

Labels: Feelings