“Are you okay?" they ask.
"Yeah, I'm just tired" I answer.
Just tired of work pilling up.
Just tired of stress.
Just tired of not being able to sit
     in math class without having an anxiety attack.
Just tired of people not caring.
Just tired of racism
Of sexism
Of any "-ism" you can think of.
Just tired of people with a lack of respect.
Just tired of our country caring more about
     our political party than what is best for us.

Just tired of society telling me I'm not good enough.

Just tired of feeling emotions because "strong women" 

     don't cry when they are called:

Bitch 

Whore

Bastard

Slut

Pride

Soft

Girly.

Tired of the world going crazy.

Tired of people making fun of mental illnesses.

Tired of keeping my mouth shut.

I'm tired of watching my words so I don't offend anyone.

I'm tired of people thinking my opinion doesn't matter 

     because I'm "only 16."

I'm tired of sitting contently.

I'm tired of not saying what I feel.

I'm tired of being me.

I'm tired of not speaking.

I'm tired of being alive in a world where an orangutan 

     gets the same rights as a human being.

So yeah, I'm just tired!

I'm tired of you

And everyone else

Because our society is screwy

Because we slut shame our women

And praise our non-virgin men

Because everyone is trying to fit some mold.

And if I ever decide to kill myself,

It would be because of the people 

That taught me to not speak

To not question 

To not learn 
To not explore
And to not be me
They ask, "are you okay?"
I answer, "yeah, I'm just tired."