1d
A long day and I wait for it to pass,
Life I see, not in me or in the mass.
A day too bright for the dark to devour me,
yet the day too dark that the light escapes me.
Life I see, not in me or in the mass.
A day too bright for the dark to devour me,
yet the day too dark that the light escapes me.
When will it end? Everything is too exhausting for no reason and everyday is becoming one of the days you feel too overwhelmed.
