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I'm a little tired of walking,

I'm a little tired of walking

Forgive the trite expression,

But I'm tired on life's long road

I want to take a little break

I want to take a little break, but...

Time cruelly goes, hour by hour,

And so... drags me right along

It seems like things are going well,

But in the end, they never really are,

So in my carelessness, I'm brought to tears;

It's shameful, it's true...

These feelings of misery,

I've tasted more than I'd like to admit

And yet, I should've long ago Left behind all my regret...

It's not quite so bad

As to bring me to despair,

But the things I want are always just out of reach...

Really, it's silly, isn't it?

But I just keep foolishly hoping...

In that case, just get it over with -

Just drop me into the depths already...

You say to ask for an answer,

But it would depend on the person

So I could never, no, never,

Believe in anyone... right?

Everyone has hardships -

Yes, of course I understand that

But is it right to just laugh them off?

I don't know anymore... Stupid!

Even though I'm told so harshly,

I still don't have everything together

Thinking simply on even the easy things,

I keep overthinking

Everything's getting more troublesome,

So should I casually put an end to it?

"Are you sick?" Well, I'm sick of hearing it;

Can't I just have things end in peace?

My dreams, my aspirations, my reasons for living?

It's not like there's any real need

To have such things...

If it were tangible, it'd be easy to tell...

Give me an opportunity...

While looking for a place to cry,

I'd already gotten tired of crying

I hate to just gloss over things;

I keep hoping, but nothing takes form

"The stars watch over us," you say,

But aren't they only at night? Hey...

You show such kindness,

But I demand it in every failure

My heart is too frail;

Don't touch it... No more!

Just back off

Just leave me be

This road I walk has become dirty,

and isn't going to change

I'm worn out, I've turned timid,

And running away would be futile

So I block up my ears;

"This is awful," I cry

What is life, anyway?

Not even knowing, I just keep living

But can I call that happiness?

I don't know anymore... Stupid!