Tired Eyes

Not so often now do I feel the cold that’s so familiar

Come creeping back on lonely nights

It feels as if I’m slowly taking control

But then again, who knows?

Am I even in control?

Over and over again

Why is it that when I’m moving forward

I’m pulled into the wrong direction?

As I lose myself, I start to trace my steps

I can’t do this again

I’m fucking sick of feeling like I need to prove myself

What is it that I’m even trying to prove?

I need some closure, I need to move forward

I need to prove to myself I’m not that fragile boy I once was

But your name is pulling me down

With the weight of four years, pulling me down

I thought I was past this

But surely, I’m not so sure

I thought I was past this

I thought I was past this

I want to throw it away, but it can’t end this way

I thought I’d broken these chains, but it will always remain

Now rest my tired eyes

I need a rest from my fucking mind

I’m fucking sick of feeling like I need to prove myself

What is it that I’m even trying to prove?

I need some closure, I need to move forward

I need a rest from my fucking mind

I’m fucking sick of feeling like I need to prove myself

It’s time to rest my tired eyes