i'm sick.
sick of you.
sick of us.
sick of me.
sick of lying awake a 4 am crying.
sick of loosing people.
sick of getting my hopes up for nothing.
sick of being used.
sick of being sad.
sick of being mad.
sick of breathing.
sick of being a waste of space.
sick of myself.
ill leave.
{12:23 am}
YOU ARE READING
~sadness throughout~
Poetrypoetry, (i think), about current life problems. and yes. these are sad.