As it IS. A journal by Adwait D

I wanna end it all,
Coz I'm tired of life...

Tired of living life as a shadow of myself.
Tired of giving in to the bottle of Jack in my shelf.
Tired of friends not having faith in what i do.
Tired of sleeping through the sem, and then wondering how time flew.
Tired of girls saying no to everything i propose.
Tired of wearing the same old boring clothes.
Tired of eating South Indian food in cafes.
Tired of traveling in locals, traffic and delays.
Tired of being hired and fired the same day.
Tired of the rain in june and the heat in may.
Tired of being criticized for everything I do.
Tired of the exams I give which i normally screw.
Tired of all the plans I had in mind which never materialize.
Tired of my luck in life and the roll of the dice.
Tired of writing stuff with no one reading it.
Tired of being left out, why I'm I a misfit?
Tired of writing this suicide note which doesn't seem to end
Tired of standing out, I really do try to blend.
I'm Tired of drowning in my sorrow.
And I'm Tired of the day called tomorrow.