She's tired

She's tired of giving, but not being able to rest.
Of losing herself, finding herself looking for her light in others. 

She's tired, but not in the way you think
When she closes her eyes, she isn't rested

No, she's smiling, but inside she's dying
She's laughing, and while she does, inside she's crying

Her exhaustion is more than the physical
Where one lies in bed and rests, she finds herself like a broken love song

When one says they love her, she doesn't believe it
She's tired

She's tired, tired of being the second choice
She's tired, but not enough for her to give up

She's tired in a way that she can't explain it
Instead of sleep, she needs peace

A type of peace she feels she can't find
No matter how she prays, she knows it won't happen

She's tired 
Tired of rescuing, but not being rescued

Sleepless nights and countless cries
She wonders "Will anyone hear me tonight?"

And yet she hopes
Hopes for the day when she can finally say

"I'm not tired anymore"

And while it's naught but a dream, she can still hope
But for now, she's tired