Letters

I often confuse being tired
With being too depressed to move
I often scream myself to sleep
Cause I have nothing better to do

And where are you now?
How come I feel so damn alone?
I feel like a helpless kid again
But this pain is all grown

Have you ever written a letter to the dead?
Have you gotten a letter back?
It haunts me till I scream at night
It makes these green eyes black

I often confuse being tired
With being to depressed to be
My ghosts screaming to smile
And my smile only ghosts have seen