Sometimes it gets tough. We walk blind in the dusk. Getting over it all so we can begin again. Waiting for the next reason to escape. Climbing the ladder. Looking for the breaks. Our laughter is dark. Like the midnight sun. Our tears are sharp. As we look for the stars…in all these funny games.
Looking for a solution. To our dissatisfaction. We tell ourselves that we know where we are going, what we want, and what we know. The masters of our own destinies? Hahahaa! What a joke…these funny games.
monday morning glow. I just wanna crawl. Back into my hole. and sleep all day. Dream my life away. All hell breaks loose. When we break free. From it all.