i have tried to live a life like the greats. ever i tried, ever i failed. this year begins my twenties, never expected! to be in the place i am today. ''gloom" falls over me, i suck it in, keep a smile on my face and keep running away.
what i dreamed, what i expected of myself, never happened to bespeak, mediocre- was the standard and just enough was my peak.
now i wait in the night for a sun that never arrives, playful mind of mine looks for distractions an on it thrives.
just when a hope is lit, the mind moves intensively to extinguish it. i remember the simple days of school when you were told- what to do. it isn't simple anymore and guidance is futile, nobody cares if you say it's true
the sun will rise everyday, men will toil everyday. but i will remain confused because my mind is fused- with the Worry