I'm sure if I tried, I could make it through.
But it doesn't always appear that each day is new.
More often than not, the days blend to one,
Seeing no difference between the moon and the sun.
Waking up is a surprise,  when I don't recall falling asleep.
Why end it now, when I'm in so deep?
I know that I'm here and I'll leave my mark,
But there's not much I can do, working in the dark.
I should be happy, I should live in the now.
Sometimes I feel like I just don't know how.  
Being happy within guidelines doesn't seem like much fun,
So until I live free, I think that I'm done.