Fake You Out.

Tired

To live is to breathe
To die is to be at peace
But what if death does not bring peace
And life is more than just to breathe

Should we continue to breathe when the air is far from reach
Or when it's filling up our throats
Shoving deep into our being

When no one understands
Or your voice is merely sore
When silent screams cascade
And desperate sobs fall quietly to the floor

To be lost is to be found by someone else
But with no one looking
You become lost within yourself
Pleading for a voice to ask yourself the right questions

But what is right and what is wrong
When life seems bitter, dark, and rough
Hurricanes come crashing down
And earthquakes resonate into the ground

Its alarming to see how we all keep breathing
But very few are truly living
And those who want to live can't breathe
While those who breathe don't want to be

Everyone is simply tired
Exhausted day to day
Breathing but not living
In a world that just keeps spinning