Tired. Its the only word written on my entire body.
I cannot remember when it started, that tiredness came so near.
It must be the pills. Or it could be just work.
The idea of giving up is always in the mind.
Cause its just seems to be the easiest alternative.
I wish i didn't have to, i wish i didn't need to.

Living on the edge where you know not where and how.
Standing on the top of the cliff wondering what next should be.
Life is about trial and error. But ones it snaps, it'll all be gone forever.