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[Verse 1]
I wake up with pain like it’s part of my skin
Another damn morning, same war I won’t win
They say I look fine — well, they don’t see the cost
Of pretending I’m normal, of all that I’ve lost
I’ve missed out on moments, on love and on sleep
Been passed over, pitied, or labeled too weak
I laugh at the memes, I show up, I try
But most of my hours, I’m just getting by
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[Chorus]
I’m sick and tired of being sick and tired
Of patching this soul like worn-out wire
Of pushing through work, through pain, through nights
Of faking a smile just to avoid fights
I want something real, I want to feel right
But I’ve been sick… all of my life
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[Verse 2]
I don’t want your pity, don’t call me “brave”
I want what you take for granted each day
To walk without planning, to breathe without fear
To make a damn promise and know I’ll be here
I’m too young to feel this old in my bones
To cancel again and spend evenings alone
Dating’s a joke, careers fade like smoke
Try explaining this hell — most just choke
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[Chorus]
I’m sick and tired of being sick and tired
Of lighting this fire when I’ve expired
Of nodding politely while people advise
Like I haven’t lived decades surviving these lies
I want to be touched without guilt in my eyes
But I’ve been sick… all of my life
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[Bridge]
I carry it quietly, not because I’m tough
But because I got tired of saying “it’s rough”
Some days I ache just to feel desire
But numbness is colder than pain on fire
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[Final Chorus]
I’m sick and tired of being sick and tired
But I still get up, still stand in the fire
This isn’t some triumph, this isn’t some win
It’s just me breathing and holding it in
But even in silence, even at night—
I’m still here.
Still alive.
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[Outro]
And that…
is its own kind of fight.
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