Tired

If anyone asks... I'm just tired, 
But that's only half of what's true, 
It's all that most have heard, 
The ones who really know are few. 

Yes, I'm tired, tired of life,
Tired of so many things,
Tired of constant mental strife, 
Tired of what being tired brings. 

Tired of so many loves, one sided, 
Tired of being used and lied to, 
Tired of being the one overrided, 
Tired of nothing left to do. 

Tired of being up alone all night, 
Tired of noise all day, 
Of being alone to fight every fight, 
And of having nothing left to say. 

I'm tired of so many things that now,
I never even try to explain... 
Just "I'm tired," no why or how, 
And they never ask why again....