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the morning brings
another boring day, like it's tracing over yesterday
my hand reaches for the papier-mâché sky
and i unconsciously sigh
if this life was a movie
this would be the chapter one you'd skip
compared to everyone else, though
my worries seem pretty trivial, huh?
the sun in the ceiling is laughing at me
it's frustrating, and i'm vexed,
but even so,
hanging on to the past,
clinging to the present,
hoping for the future,
i'll stand my ground and keep walking
even when i lose and i'm tattered
even as my tears wither
i'm hurts, i'm lonely
and i'm helpless, but —
to make the perfect last scene
one that stands out —
through the boredom and despair
that's why i'm living today too
when the night falls, in my room without a single knock
my worries for tomorrow stand at my bedside
the more people who worry about me
the less places i have to run away
if i made up my mind and decided right now
to end this life
i wonder where all those responsibilities for tomorrow would go?
just kidding, i don't have that kind of courage right now
the moon looks down on me, dissatisfied, and rushes me
i want to run away, i'm so pathetic
but even so,
hanging on to the past,
clinging to the present,
hoping for the future,
i'll keep acting through this life
even when i lose and i'm tattered
even as my tears wither
i'm hurts, i'm lonely
and i'm helpless, but —
to make the perfect last scene
one that shines —
through the boredom and despair
that's why i'm living today too
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