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I remember the first time I fucked up, I liked it.I was barely thirteen when I realized itBut now I'm tired of being alone, and still tired.And also tired of myself when I alone. I remember my first killing spree,I was barely even sixteen,Of course I'm not saying literally.I'm just saying that it kind of hurt a lot. In limbo waiting for someone to pull you out.But I'm tired of sleeping alone, and also tired.Tired of myself when I am alone.I remember when I met you, barely sixteen.It was awesome til it ended, at twenty-two. And sometimes I suck...Sometimes I'm sorry...But most of the time I'm tired, maybe dying?(Sometimes I hope that this will end)Sometimes I am hopefulI hope that this will endSometimes I suck.Sometimes I'm sorry. Sometimes I'm tired of being here.So move on, restart:a new life... From Letras Mania