I know that feeling, when I’m just waiting, waiting to get home, waiting to get into my room, close the door, fall into bed, and just let everything out that I kept in all day. That feeling of relief and desperation that nothing is wrong, but nothing is right either & I am tired, tired of everything, tired of nothing & all I want is someone to be here and tell me its okay. But no one is going to be there, bcoz I just loved my friends like a fool, I know I have to be strong for myself, bcoz no one can fix me. But I am tired of waiting, tired of having to be one to fix myself and everyone else. Tired of being strong, for once I just want it to be easy, to be simple, to be helped, to be saved. I know I won’t be, but I m still hoping, I m still wishing, I m still staying strong and fighting. With tears in my eyes I am fighting.