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I’m Tired

The truth is…

I’m Tired

“I’m just tired”
“It’s okay I’m tired anyway”
“You know me…tired”
I wish you knew when I said those words, that I am really saying:
I’m tired…of being disappointed.
I’m tired…of you letting me down.
I’m tired…of watching you make bad choices.
I’m tired…of being ignored.
I’m tired…of the excuses.
I’m tired…of competing for your attention.
I’m tired…of picking up the pieces.
I’m tired…of hearing you say one thing and watching you do another.
I’m tired…of holding on to the person you used to be.
I’m tired…of never being able to tell you what I really think.
I’m tired…of giving you chances.
I’m tired…of hoping you’ll change.
I’m tired…of holding on to the person you used to be.
I am tired.

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Linda Lank

VERY WELL EXSPRESSED LINDA GOOD WRITE KEEP UP THE GOOD WORK

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Wilford Barker

Seems to be very frustrated..
‘Now get tired of the frustration… and let go!
Your wings have already grown by the knowledge of your experiences..
Free yourself, and Aim For The Skies.
‘Best of wishes Alex.

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Alex Daisley

I 100% agree with you, thank you for your kind comment! 😁

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