Twenty five.

I am tired of the TV playing for no one.
I am tired of the war that is going on.
I am tired of the bullets that never miss a target.
I am tired of you speaking in my back.
I am tired of dreaming all alone.
I am tired of this life and all the puzzles in my mind.
I am tired of being a slave.
I am tired of being responsable.
I am tired of this routine.
I am tired of all the cool things.
I am tired of feeling like this.
I am tired of getting lost.
I am tired of giving everything.
I am tired of not getting anything.
I am tired of crying in my heart.
I am tired of my plastic smile.

Please come wash this day away.
Somewhere very far, so far away from me.