Just tired

I'm just tired.

I'm tired of the memory of you.

I'm tired of missing the past

I'm tired of thinking of what we were

Its easy to say look forward

Its a breeze to just turn those eyes up front

Or is it?

I dont want too.

Im just bumping my head in to could and should and would

And those lines are just so blurred.

Would.

Has been taken away. Thats a choice that isnt there anymore.

Should.

What I can and cant do.

Could.

The things that could still happen, and the things that could've been.