I wish I am Dead

I wish I am dead. Yes just a wishful thought because I am tired of my life; I am tired of explaining if I am okay, and I am afraid of trying to survive each day that pass by. I am tired of smiling whenever I know I am broken inside. I tired of hoping. I just live each day I have and do whatever I can do that day. I am tired to deal with people, judging me of my rude actions. Yes, I was rude or maybe I wasn’t. I am just tired of adjusting myself. I am very tired and scared but I guess not of death.