Day in, day out, Life goes by Sometimes, showing you every detail. You notice every flower, every specific aspect. But, like most, my Life is a blur. Minutes pass into hours Hours into days. Days into years. I try to stop the monotony But every effort I put forth Is shot down, or backfired. "In the end, everything's gonna be okay" Thatβs what they say. It's hard to believe, when day-by-day Life continues the same boring way I guess it'll work out, I guess it'll be okay. It's hard to see, it's hard to breathe. But I'll make it through till the end. You'll see, because I'll be there, When you are beginning to leave, Crossing over that no return line. To wave you goodbye.