i’m tired of watching the same old thing.
i’m tired of searching inside my brain.
i’m tired of hearing the same old jokes.
i’m tired of mirrors.
mirrors & smoke.

the smiles they fake when they say hi.
their expectations. the fake reply.
the judgement that they pass on me & on you..
i will admit, that tires me too.

the makeup they wear to hide their face.
the routine that they run, and then retrace.
emotions suppressed, smiles forgotten.
the real that they hide under the fake.
the core is sincere, but the apple is rotten.

i guess they’re writing the script as they go
i guess they expect an audience of me
but don’t give me a ticket that i didn’t buy
for a show that i didn’t pay to see.

i’m tired of watching the same old thing.
i’m tired of searching inside my brain.
i’m tired of hearing the same old jokes.
i’m tired of mirrors.
mirrors & smoke.

tg.“