Tired.

I was tired.
Tired of walking on the narrow roads of your mind,
Of believing in metaphors and waiting for signs.

Tired of being shattered into a million pieces,
Of always being a subject to your thesis.

Tired of looking for the meaning of us,
Of you turning everything I do into a fuss.

Yeah, maybe I still loved you. But I guess..I was just tired.
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