I just want to wake every morning
Smile at the world
And think what a glorious day it is
I just want to float
And drift along with the breeze
I'm tired of swimming against the current
Proving point after point
Being right, dreading the time I will be wrong
Oh the fear of being wrong
I hate being right too,
It's a curse,
Expectations and reputations
Twist around me
Suffocating me
Yet every day
I wrap another thread around me
Delving deeper into the torture
I hate I hate
The smiles and tears
I hate everything
I loathe every inch
I shouldn't.
I know I shouldn't
But it's hard to love
When everything thing disgusts you
From the little wave and smirks
To the casual hair flips and drawn out words
The day is beautiful,
Not really
Today was someone's tragedy
Today was someone's making
Today was just another day in life
Where is the beauty in that
Repetition, boredom pain
It's the same every day
In and out
Instead today you chose to look up,
Yesterday you looked left
Perspective shifts, views change,
But life stays constant
Monotonous
Until it isn't
Pandemics and incompetence
Blind obedience to an organisation that doesn't seem to know any better
Confusion and hatred, so much to do and so much to feel
But all I want to do
Is wake up
and smile.
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