I'm tired.

I'm tired of listening to your every speech

I'm tired of being your instrument

You're instrument of disposal

You're only tool that only you can use

I'm tired of heeding your every call

I'm tired of being a slave

A slave for your selfish deeds

A slave that never gets his needs

I'm tired of being a toy

I'm tired of being used

Used for such stupidity

Used and disposed after loyalty

I'm tired of being at you're side

I'm tired of being your only hand

You're only hand that helps you up

You're only hand that never gives you up

I'm tired of listening to the word Love

I'm tired of seemingly involved in one

Involvement that does not give me anything

Only you and none for the word I

I'm tired of being yours

I'm tired of doing your every chore

Chores that make me look like a fool

And make you bloom like the morning's rose

I'm tired of thinking of you

I'm tired of seeing you

You who makes my world crumble down

You who we're once the king's glorious crown

I'm tired of being called only one

I'm tired of being your only one

Only one who does everything for you

Only one who suffers for the sake of you

I'm tired of giving you joy

I'm tired of calling you

Listening to your every speeches

Listening until the silent night ceases

I'm tired of being with you

I'm tired of loving you

I'm tired of serving you

And I'm tired of you

Karma Loves Me

Karma has been chasing me for a week now.

Wait, has it really been a week? Let me check.

Yep, 7 days in all.

The reward I earn for being ignorant is loving Karma.

Sure I made some wrong decisions, gave wrong directions, acted at the wrong moment, and more.

But I'm only a god damn human.

Like you, I have limitations and weaknesses.

Not like the almighty in the heavens, I have no capacity to keep up with everyday stress at a constant rate and yet you blame me for everything.

As Karma plays with me in every torturing waking moment, I constantly ask "why?"

Why me?

Why blame me for everything?

Why must you make me a bin for all the errors that you concocted?

Going on, I ignored everything that Karma threw at me including...

-The clothes that I washed earlier that quite mysteriously suddenly smelled awful

-The mysterious appearance of my new trait while sleeping

-The mechanical pencil and all other pens that suddenly disappeared

-The full load of schoolwork that I have to accomplish within 5 days

-The grueling thoughts about what next will Karma slam at my battered will

And as everything was going downhill for me, some bright light gave me some quick thoughts.

Because of Karma, I had to read, read, read like tomorrow was going to be Armageddon. Because of that, reading has become second natured to me now.

Because of Karma, I now keep myself awake at LRT's even though they're really cold.

Because of Karma, I realized that I can fall asleep even when standing up. Interesting.

Because of Karma, I now look behind my back at time to time.

Finally, Because of Karma, I almost aced my physics test. 1 more point and it could have been a perfect score.

So thanks Karma. Thanks for the love.