I am tired of the Dreamers;
these no-good aspirants,
spouting off their fruitless desires,
And empty do they remain
for never are they attained.
Exhausting has it become
listening to the hollow promises
made by these callous deceivers.
They give birth to the monstrous creations
we know as expectations
and pave the route towards disappointment.
So thus I must say
I am tired of myself for I am
known to be one among the sinners.
Who am I to judge,
when I have senselessly spoken
of moments that will never come to pass.