Just Another Day
Listening to the music,
While tears stream down my face;
Is just another day.
I tell myself that tomorrow will be better?
But I know the truth.
Nothing will change.
Who was I kidding?
Not myself that's forsure.
I have everyone under some sort of spell,
of thinking I'm in happiness.
Life's not so bad,
Just the people in it.
Well,
Just one.
The one;
Who I wasn't enough for.
Memories flash in my mind and questions come about.
Hope?
Nope.
Stress?
Yes.
It's just another day of my life.
Another day of my mourning sorrow.
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