the shadow of the dead will embrace the world in grey
I'm very tired and sick of everything. Not that there is something currently wrong with my life because hell no, my life is near-perfect already. I have my family, my friends and my slight-love interest. But I still can't describe why I'm just so exhausted. I can't explain why I have no energy to help solve your problems even when I have none and rightfully should have plenty to spare. Unfortunately, my character is that when I'm presented with a problem, I'm determined to solve it until someone tells me not to waste my time. You are my friend. I can't bear to sit here and watch you get hurt and not do anything to ease it. I know I have to do something. But I already don't know what to do. I already have no advice to spare anymore. I could lend you a listening ear but my heart is breaking along with yours. I want to see your smile but knowing that the power is out of my hands makes me feel pathetic. I know I have said that I would always be here for you. I'm sorry that I couldn't live up to it. I still love you but I don't know how to help you. I'm tired of your problems. I know it's not your fault but I don't want to be dragged down with it. No one understands your problems as much as yourself. Whatever I can give you will never be the complete answer. So please... I want to be free. I want you to be free. So for the moment, would you allow me to feel life's smallest happiness? Until I have found the answer for you. Would you free me?