everything
everything is ordinary
the way the sun shines like it does every morning
the way the curtain folds like every night
the was 8 lie in my bed and the way i get up
nothing is out of the ordinary
the way my cupboard squeaks and the way my door rattles
nothing has changed
and i doubt it ever will change
everything has become once again so ordinary
i wish for something different
but it wont happen
it cant happen
and i wish it could
7h ago
Jun 3, 2026 at 4:18 PM UTC
everything
everything is ordinary
the way the sun shines like it does every morning
the way the curtain folds like every night
the was 8 lie in my bed and the way i get up
nothing is out of the ordinary
the way my cupboard squeaks and the way my door rattles
nothing has changed
and i doubt it ever will change
everything has become once again so ordinary
i wish for something different
but it wont happen
it cant happen
and i wish it could
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