my lost-self*

I’m tired of being unfixed,

I’m tired of smiling when it rains inside

I’m tired of feeling stuck in what is gone

I’m tired of forgetting to forget

I’m tired of growing up in pains

I’m tired of taking deep breaths

I’m tired of foreseen bittersweet mistakes

I’m tired of fighting “them” everyday

I’m tired of being too sad to give a f****

But what I’m really tired of is… 

of myself not being able to find my true self.

From letiCia's piNk scribbles