Tired

I'm tired of putting up with you
I'm tired of the things you do
I'm tired of babysitting you
I'm tired of being around you
I'm tired of geting sick
I'm tired of getting worried
I'm tired of your skull being thick
I'm tired of feeling so sorry
I can't take it anymore
I can't keep tearing myself apart
I'm tired of slamming the door
I'm tired of having a broken heart
They say to just ignore you
Just ignore the things you do
But how can I do that wen you don't leave me alone?
Get off your high throne
I am oh so tired of this entire mess
I'm using this time to confess
I no you sometimes mean well
That you try to do things, want my heart to sell
But if you really wanted my best,
Really want my happiness,
Then you would give up the bottle and the crap
All the money, wat does it matter? It's just honey-sap
I'm so tired of dealing with this
I wish I could get a few days of happiness
But everytime you come near me,
I always come out with hurt feelings
I've given you enough chances,
But now I'm done
Everytime you do something right,
You turn it into a fight,
Then I can't sleep that night
If you really love me,
If you really want to be close to me,
Why can't you see?
Wat you're doing to me
You ask me wat's wrong or why I'm not talking
Can't remember last night, I was running, not walking
Locked the door, sat down and cried,
Nothing gets through to you, not even the tears in my eyes
You never remember anything,
Never care about the big things
Everything is material to you,
Face it, I'm not as important as your booze
I wish I was,
I want to be,
I just guess I will never see,
I keep trusting you but I guess I should stop
Aquintences and nothing else,
Just live in the same house,
Why do I bother with you?
Why do I hurt myself trying to talk to you?
I should leave it be and realize that there will never be anything to do,
Nothing to do with you,
You just don't care enough to have a relationship with me,
If you did you would get some help
But you don't care enough to do the one thing I want from you,
I keep trying but I'm so tired
So please don't ask me to try anymore


what a joke. fyi roses are my least favorite flowers; but i guess it just goes to show how much you know about me, asshole. so there, one less boy to worry about in my life.