I'm just so tired, I'm tired of hurting all the time
tired of searching with nothing real to find, tired of
caring and tired of always hearing the same old lines
I'm just sick and tired of things always turning out
the same as they did the last time, I'm sick, sick and tired
I'm just so uninspired and by now I'm tired of being tired
tired of looking, tired of living life predefined, tired of
always having my father on the back of my mind
I'm just so tried of having to pretend that I'm fine
I guess I'm just tired of life, tired of living mine
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