So Fucking Tired

I’m fucking tired of be so damn tired.

I’m fucking tired of hearing my son ask me when we’re going to get our own place.

I’m fucking tired of being temporary and floating around at my day job.

I’m fucking tired of staying up until midnight at my night job.

I’m fucking tired of working 7 days a week.

I’m fucking tired of feeling like I’m lacking in my relationship with God because I don’t have a church.

I’m fucking tired of meeting men who don’t say what the fuck they want.

I’m so fucking tired of not knowing what I want from men.

I’m fucking tired of being jealous of my friend.

I’m fucking tired of my eyes hurting because I can’t afford more glasses right now.

I’m fucking tired of being around ppl who aren’t friendly.

I’m fucking tired of feeling like the only thing I have going for me is that fact that I look good.

I’m fucking tired of wanting to relax, be held and kissed.

I’m so fucking tired.

I’m so fucking tired.

I’m so fucking, mutha fucking damn shit, bullshit, asshole, kiss my ass, crack head, damn, stank, fart, crack monster, Fuck you!

I’m so sad ya’ll.

I don’t want to cry anymore.