Tired

Tired of all the hurt & pain, from everyone and their funky frame. Tired of lies, and the trash thrown at me. Im tired of hate, and arguments. Aren't you, tired, worn out or spent. Don't you sometimes wish you could quit? Work hard play right, like every one else. But yet you don't messure up. When will the sun come up, when will the  drowsiness go away? When will the clouds clear to make a better day. Tired of the fussing, the cussing, and the name calling. I'm tired, your tired, we're all tired. So put those old ways, away. Lay them to the groung. SO that a new day can be found. "For old things pass away, to create new!"