The Regular Joe gives up on life
For quite sometime now,
It has been like this;
Profound grimness shroud my heart,
Perpetual misery chokes my throat.
from Orange to shades of deep blue
my capricious mood fluctuates.
Life appears to be a blurry dream
nothing around has a reason nor rhyme.
For some strange reason I drag on
Living life wishing this was the last day.
It started when a random thought struck me-
"Why do I do what I do?"
It has been like this;
Profound grimness shroud my heart,
Perpetual misery chokes my throat.
from Orange to shades of deep blue
my capricious mood fluctuates.
Life appears to be a blurry dream
nothing around has a reason nor rhyme.
For some strange reason I drag on
Living life wishing this was the last day.
It started when a random thought struck me-
"Why do I do what I do?"
3 Comments:
"Mai aisa kyun hoon?"
Hmm..feels similar..but I "drag on living life wishing for a better day"...maybe you could try that out...very well written though..
sigh...sigh...WHY DO I DO WHAT I DO?
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