Life is just .. a thought when you wake up and think about it.
6:30 am, the alarm clock is making his useal hyper-active sound
feels like i am falling to pieces, as i step out of my bed
another sad day, aah i feel good.. nah now im just lieying
..well its seems all good, but thats the outside, inside i am dieying
walking down my stairs, wondering what i should eat.. cereals? bread..
maybe an egg, with patato .. thoughts spinning like carousels thru my head ..
sitting down, staring at my emtpy glass of milk ..
* i really need to wash up .. and get dressed*
so i strumble up against the stairs,feels like a mount everest climb,
my mind state is a little depressed
.. entering my bathroom .. like i enterd heaven, all bright and white
till i see the shit stain inside my toilet
cause yea i had a lil party last night, and drunk people act dirty & make loud sounds..
so i returned with my feet back to the ground..
reality striked me ..
im still in the same shithole
so i turn on the water .. maybe it will enlight me..
& its a good feeling this fresh cold water in my face, some what amazed,
cause my pieces started to function
but my uncontrolled complex inside feelings,started a conjunction ..
so when i faced my mirror ..
my thoughts took over and started to tell me a story..
as the water be dripping,and i slowly brush my teeth in a some what slow-motion way
dark caves found there place under my eyes, and they are there to stay
signed me for live, but maybe to the wrong label..
putting me in sobriety; without any choice` given by a society
of blind man, though i cant stand them ..
i cant escape there ways, attached to there time plan
got me a job from eight to five, no time for my family ..
or my friends .. even myself, but thats live?
as useless as i feel, cause for my self im still not engaged in a gainful occupation,
are my dreams allready destroyed?
cause my feelings still cant comply,severe enough to make me feelin unemployed
fills me up with hummiliation ..
its just the same shit everyday, different faces.. you heard before..
cause its real! & i travel around yet see the same places..
its simple..
.. i walk, drive .. fly ..
even sail, but the world is turning against me so figure out the destination
imagine the frustration, try try try trying is all you do yet theres no salvation..
this big bubble, will never pop .. & there is no savior ..
im just an incubated induvidual trying to conceal
..my undesirable shortcomings by exaggerating desirable behaviors.
fuck life.