The pit.

It does not mean what you think it means.
It just means I’m tired.
I’m running out on energy,
I know because I’m wired.
I’m wired til the braking point.
I’m wired until I hit,
The wall that life has built,
To stop me falling down this pit.
It does not mean what you think it means,
So stop holding it against me.
I am too tired to fight your judgments,
When I am trying to treat you gently.