The Mind of Blu

Tired

His voice is calm and collected
His eyes begin to tell lies
You don't know what he's constructed
But he's reaching a point where he's done to many sighs

Puts himself down in front of the door
As he watches you all walk on him
Getting hisself dirty while laying on the floor
When ever he tries to talk y'all looking at him like he's speaking sim

Goes broke for people who disrespect his well being
Putting him down so he rather be outcasted
Y'all are too ignorant to see what he's seeing
Playing games with y'all always being sarcastic

Questions his damn well being around y'all
Might as well stay to hisself so don't call
Since he never goes no where while y'all have a ball
It's like trying to run at a brick wall

He won't ever say nothing he hates being a disappointment
So he never says anything to anyone
Keeps it in his head as he creates a broken settlement
Here they come -smiles- " I love you a ton"

Every time he's see y'all he acts fake
So much stress where he wish he could just bake
Watch how you all act when it's time to give him a birthday cake
That'll be the fakest picture he'll ever take

Tired of saying he cares
Tired of saying sorry
Tired of saying i got you
Tired of saying don't worry about it
Tired of being stepped on
Tired of being stabbed
Tired of it all

Got the picture.

-Sin