Some days I have nightmares
Sometimes I can't sleep
At times I feel depressed
But I have no complaints
Everyday is a new day
The sun comes up
The sun goes down
It's just that it's the same old me
I wake up..somehow get through the day..and then retire to my bed
And it's the same old world
The same noises
The same violence
The same racism
The same anxiety
The same negative thoughts
The same broken hopes and dreams
The same messed up city
I hope things change
Though sometimes I think I'm a fool for having hopes