tired.

so tired of listening.
so tired of reading.
so tired of talking.
so tired of everything.

i wish i wasn't so tired of it all. sometimes i wish i didn't have anything to be tired of. but then where would my life be? i guess it brings some sort of excitement to my life. but that's just sad. maybe i'm just thinking too much, that's probably it. i get like this some days and it bothers me. i wish the people i used to have were all still here. it's like i don't know myself anymore without them around me. they were my life, and now they're gone. thanks a lot.

- r