I’m tired. Tired of all the games. Tired of the power struggles. Tired of hidden agendas. Tired of keeping up appearances. Tired of being associated with myself. Tired of being real until it hurts. Tired of not belonging. Tired of wanting to be free. Tired of being smothered. Tired of being too sensitive. Tired of not being gentle enough. Tired of understanding. Tired of not understanding. Tired of being right. Tired of making assumptions. Tired of analysing. Tired of ripping to pieces. Tired of trying.

Can’t I just hide in a cocoon somewhere. Me and my love. Safe from harm.