Your opinions of me, <br />Good or bad, im indifferent to them now. <br />I tried to get in to help you, but i didn't know how. <br /> <br />You never wanted me to help, <br />You like to make me the bad one, <br />To use me as your punch bag, <br />You're happy that you've dragged me in, now you'll steal my soul. <br /> <br />Either way, i couldnt care, <br />You all make everything so hard, <br />I think you secretly like it. <br /> <br />This isn't a good poem, <br />It the product of a tired mind, <br />Sick of you. <br /> <br />So i think i'll just stop, <br />This is going no where, <br />There will be no big turn around at the end, i wont pull through, (kind of like life) <br />Or maybe i'll pull through with out you? <br /> <br />So either way, i don't care, <br />Form your opinions, <br />Out loud if you dare.<br /><br />Lily Espinosa<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/so-tired/
