Jaryd Stapleton - Fatigue

Tired of the bloodshot eyes
Tired of the loose teeth
Every time I stare into the mirror
I find another excuse to exist

It's not what you said that made me think
It's not that look upon your face
It's just not what I wanted
Everything ruined, dirtied, sullied

It's what I said. It was my dismal demeanour
The thoughts that hurt me inside,
Screams and cries of pain you'll never know
But I just don't want this anymore

Jaryd Stapleton

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