Member Poem

I’m fine...just tired. 

Not sleep deprived, rather giving up on worldly things i once desired 

True happiness, real friendships, materialistic joy

All the things society’s forced you to crave but was merely just a decoy

 

And I’ve come to realize, that as you said you were tired too

That maybe we’re all tired of being enslaved by what society wants us to do

Who they want us to become, and how much they want to take from us 

By promising sweet nothings while they find ways to betray our trust

 

But we conceal the truth, to even the closest of our friends

And lose ourselves in a reticent cycle that seems to never end

If we categorize ourselves with people who are always there for each other

Then why do we try so hard to hide what we feel from one another?

 

Truth is we’re not tired, we’re lost, we’re broken

So we tell each other we’re tired to hide the inevitable truth unspoken

And the lie is brought to life, intertwined like lightning and thunder

For we’re the army with deceptive fatigue, our once “fine” soldiers now six feet under

 

So yeah I’m tired, lost, full of sorrow

But of all, full of worry that I might not see my friends tomorrow

What hurts the most? To stand at a funeral transpired

Because I wasn’t there for them when they told me they were tired.