The Challenge
On the eve of battle, I'm already defeated. If I had the choice, I wouldn't fight at all. I've fought enough.
Each morning another battle, another challenge. I was strong, I fought. Got myself up and going and off to start another day. I'm not strong anymore. Just tired, wired.
Days pass and pass and never quick enough, but when they're over it's like they were never there.
I'm tired of writing, tired of drawing, tired of thinking and tired of working. It's never been tbis bad, and I can't take it anymore. I am giving up right now. I won't force myself to do it anymore.
Each morning another battle, another challenge. I was strong, I fought. Got myself up and going and off to start another day. I'm not strong anymore. Just tired, wired.
Days pass and pass and never quick enough, but when they're over it's like they were never there.
I'm tired of writing, tired of drawing, tired of thinking and tired of working. It's never been tbis bad, and I can't take it anymore. I am giving up right now. I won't force myself to do it anymore.