The sun is arising in that eastern horizon.
Day breaks, people awake, and go on they're way.
The sun is setting in that western haven.
Sun seems dead, into beds people lay their heads till the next day.

Same ****, Different day.
No point to live, Nothing meaningful to say.
Until we realize, all the lies,
That are a part of the reality we made.

Look up, Breathe, Have fun, Love.
It is all you need.
And That is enough....To satisfy me