| I'm tired of fighting, tired of losing, and so very tired of my face. I'm tired of waiting and just plain tired of this hated place. Somehow I need the patience of the Earth When even the moon questions my worth. My flesh crawls and pains me every hour, But to change it, I just don't have the power. I gave my life to fierce ambivalence And saw there was no end to your loathing contrivance. |