BLOOD BANK

I’m tired of fake people.

I’m tired of the friends who say one thing, and do the other.

I’m tired of people who don’t try.

I’m tired of the jerk that thinks his remarks are funny, but inside they sting.

I’m tired of being lonely.

I’m tired of not doing what I know I’m capable of.

I’m tired of knowing you love me, but seeing you with her.

I’m tired of not loving myself.

I’m tired of loving you.