Poems about tired

I'm tired of this
I'm tired of trying
I'm tired of crying
I'm tired of begging

The days become long
Writing becomes hard
I can't get out of bed
I can think

I'm too tired
Too tired to smile
Too tired to laugh
Too tired to care

I tried
I really did
But nothing I do
Is ever enough

When will anyone ever realize
That I'm just so damn tired

I am so tired today
Tired of it all
The lies, backstabbing, gossip,
Letting another take your fall
I am so tired today
So tired of the pain
The heartaches, loneliness, and all the damn games
I am so tired today
Tired of the masquerades
The shyness, the hiding, the truths that won't be said
I am so tired today
I just wish someone would give it to me straight

They speak of dead heading flowers, when their wonderful blooms are done.
This flowers' head is falling down.
Weighs heavy on her stalk.
She was sprung like a coiled spring.
Now no energy within.
Just one week back in the land of life.
The working girl is stretched.
Finds it hard to stay awake.
Not a spark behind her eyes.
Lost all incentive until Monday buzzes in.
Sleep will fertilize her flower.
Once again that flower will bloom
She is an under developed Fuchsia.
Cerise and purple, with her buds shut tight.
As are the of her lids of her eyes nearly.
Hiding safe and secure, after which her new bloom shall appear.
(C) Livvi

Working M to F
Studying during Sat and Sun
Starting to feel tired

I'm so tired
I'm sad...
He didn't see my sadness
& told me U don't practice... ???
He is a good teacher...
& I like him so much...
But he has never been understand me...
Has never been like me...
Has never been try to pleasure me...
He made me to hate my lesson...
I wish u were kinder...
& more be careful to behave the student respect U...
I leave your good class although I love it...
I can't forgive her for not understanding...
Don't forget I couldn't sleep some nights...
Just because U made me crying... !

Tired of the lack
Of common sense
Tired of the lie
That we are forced to live
Tired of the disrespect
Of our human rights
Tired that we turn our head
To whats going on
Tired of the murders
Liars and the thiefs
Running this country
As were left in the streets
Tired of paying for
The things that make
Them grow
These people of power
Are the criminals
They should be locked away
And put in the chair
For mocking up terror
To try to and make us scared
I say bring it
I no longer Even care

Miss me
Missed me
Now you've got to kiss me.
If you kiss me mister,
I might tell my sister.

If I tell her,
She might tell my mother
And my mother,
She might tell my father

And my father,
He won't be too happy,
He'll have to come up from the city,
And then we both can't be happy,
So I wouldn't miss me,
If you get me, mister see?

Missed me,
Miss me now,
If you kiss me,
You must think I'm pretty.

If you think so,
You must want to fuck me.
If you fuck me,
It must mean you love me.
If you love me,
You would never leave me

It's as simple as can be!
So Mister, now you've got to kiss me.
If you miss me, mister,
Why do you keep leaving me?

If you trick me,
I will make you suffer,
And they'll get you,
Mister,

Put you in the slammer
And forget you,
Then you'll miss me won't you,
Miss me?

Missed me, missed me,
Now you've got no chance to kiss me.
If you kissed me,
Mister, take responsibility.

I'm fragile,
Mister, just like any girl would be
So misunderstood
So treat me good,
So treat me delicately.

Missed...
Now you've gone and done it,
Hope you're happy in the county penitentiary
It serves you right for kissing little girls,

But I will visit,
If you miss me.
Say you miss me!

How's the food?
They "feed" you?

Do you miss me?
Will you kiss me,
Through the window?

Will they ever let you go?
I miss you mister,
So...

I watched the
Sunrise this morning.
The way the sky had
Started out black and then
Slowly began to turn light
With each new pastel color;
Until the blazing sun finally
Set fire to the horizon
And filled the whole sky.
It reminded me of
What happens
To my heart
Every time
I'm around you.
It starts out dark.
But then you come
Along and suddenly
It's filled with light.
And even the jet planes
That left their trails
Across the sky
Were colored bright orange.
Just like my scars,
They too,
Were covered with light.