Tired

so i find my way home again
 the streets all mine another night
 of searching for a truth
 in our lies wasting precious time
 forcing impossible of convincing myself
 it'll work out tomorrow
 try to follow the outline of what should come
 to be only to find
 i'm overcome by fatigue
 an empty routine created for show
 has become just another escape from the world
 fabricating our mock progress
 faking smiles
 no one has to know the bleakness face to face
 with our undying will to make it just scraping
 gathering all pieces to complete
 the picture still hoping for comfirmation
 that this will never end respond to accusations
 from my thoughts in need of answers
 for where we are submerged into diluted
 efforts can't manage to pull out
 i've told myself
 i'm not tired so far a devotion too strong