i'm sick and tired

i tell myself i've had enough

nobody's getting stronger

too much pressure... 

' can't take it any longer

i try to keep my life together

but when i look to the other way

you try to steel my feelings away

you ask what's your problem

you say you really care

but when i really need you

you're not there

i'm not asking for your help

but i want you to understand

it's a thin line

between a fist and a helping hand

i'm sick and tired

i can't tell wrong from right

to simply point my fingers

would be a single sight

i'm searchin for the answers

that satisfy and fit

but why do you call yourself a brother

when you aren't proud of it? 

you ask what's your problem

you say you really care

but when i really need you

you're not there

i'm not asking for your help

but i want you to understand

it's a thin line

between a fist and a helping hand

i'm sick and tired

but i still have faith in me

it's the only way to get along

it's the only way to be ! 

lesson learned !