I try to behave as friendly as I can be toward others. Sometimes, it doesn’t work out as it should. I try my best to be nice, to be good. I really do try. I’m tired of being mean.
It has gotten me nowhere. I’m tired of it. I’m done with it. I don’t sleep well. These dreams don’t like me. These nightmares want me dead. I fight them though.
I try to be strong and I never am. I really do try, sometimes I get tired of trying.