Tired

i sit front seat
passenger side
trying to hold back tears
i simply must hide

swallowing the guilt
of the words
i should not have said

sick to my stomach
dizzy in the head

you ask what's wrong
i leak a simple reply
taking in the veiw

you don't know i'm
trying not to cry

today is fucked
yesterday too

i can't do anything right
what should i do?

i'm angry
sad
lost in the world

cold and lonely
numb, so cold

i tell you i'm tired,
but it's the tired
sleep won't fix