El Final

"There's a light at the end of the tunnel," they say.
Well, I say that I'm tired of looking at it.
I'm tired of pretending to hope for something better when everything else around me is dark.
I'm tired of looking at the light and anticipating its approach.
I'm tired of being surrounded by these dark walls.
I'm tired of crying myself to sleep.
I'm tired of pretending I'm okay when I am not.
I'm tired of no one noticing anything at all.
I'm tired of wishing for something more... something better.
I'm tired of it all.
So screw the light at the end of the tunnel.
I'm done.