I was tired because I failed. Tired because I saw no point in keeping on going. Tired because of all the craziness in life. Tired of all the pathetic people who were stupidly wasting their time and the significant and essential energy only on useless so-called education, when they could just hone their skills and mind on the field of studies that they were truly interested and passionate about, with their God-given freedom. Tired of life. Tired of the schools that felt like prison and made me feel suffocated and in dire need to breathe. Tired of being alone, even when there is the so-called circle of friends. Tired of all the repressions. Tired of deciphering what truth was, besides and beyond the belief that was forcibly carved in me.