Tired

I'm so tired of all this drama
half of which is made up in our heads.
i just, for once, want peace and quiet,
but it's hard to fine somewhere like that.
Not even in my own mind can i find solace.
Cover my ears to block everyone else out
but it ain't no better listening to my own voice.

I'm so tired of all this stress.
too much to do, too little time, too little want,
too little of everything.
i need to breath; but its hard when i'm
drowning under the weight of the world.
i clear my mind and yet the blackness scares me more.

i'm so tired of ups and downs,
how can i go from high on air to crashing from space?
i need a distraction, something that when i think
about it all my troubles melt.
i look so hard and only find temporary relief.

isn't there anything or anyone who can help?
sleep sometimes helps,it alleviates some pain and tired mess,
but i can't sleep forever.

i'm tired of always worring about what others think.
let them saywhat they please if it ain't true,
why make a fuss?
but being me takes a lot of energy, more than being someone else,
ohh its all so tiresome...