Tired eyes

Not so often now do I feel the cold that’s so familiar
Come creeping back on lonely nights
It feels as if I’m slowly taking control
But then again, who knows?
Am I even in control?

Over and over again
Why is it that when I’m moving forward
I’m pulled into the wrong direction?
As I lose myself, I start to trace my steps
I can’t do this again

I’m fucking sick of feeling like I need to prove myself
What is it that I’m even trying to prove?
I need some closure, I need to move forward
I need to prove to myself I’m not that fragile boy I once was

But your name is pulling me down
With the weight of four years, pulling me down
I thought I was past this
But surely, I’m not so sure
I thought I was past this
I thought I was past this

I want to throw it away, but it can’t end this way
I thought I’d broken these chains, but it will always remain
Now rest my tired eyes
I need a rest from my fucking mind

I’m fucking sick of feeling like I need to prove myself
What is it that I’m even trying to prove?
I need some closure, I need to move forward
I need a rest from my fucking mind

I’m fucking sick of feeling like I need to prove myself
It’s time to rest my tired eyes