There you were, right through the darkness of the room.
Standing alone while your thoughts of what was going on emerge from within. Maybe you were scared, or nevous, or even lonely, but the only thing you knew was that you were really tired.
Your body couldn't even move like you wanted because you...
... were tired of running from place to place to make it to your boring appointments with your life.
Your mind was flying through your brain with nothing to face
because you were tired of speaking your thought but nobody listened to you. Making ideas that nobody heard and if they do, yours were disposed at the moment.
Your legs were tired of fighting through the demmons of rush
just to make your mind tired of hearing the voices of people who don't even know what they're saying and how it would affect the other people who share the planet.
You were tired of friends
friends that suck your energy for them to be happier and you to be miserable.
What made you die was watching life moving in front of you.
Tired of things changing every time you get used to them.
You had tired eyes
Tired of darkness from within and outside. They couldn't remember what was light anymore. Every time you faced something it had smoke in it.
You stood up and started walking
making your way through the darkness just to show yourself you can actually do something while you're this tired.
Yes, everyone gets tired from time to time.