everythinks wrong
nothings right
happy in the day
sad at night
nothings how it should be
or maybe my expectations are just high
some speak the truth
most lie
everythings all over the place
for new things ive tried to make space
so much going on
its all pointless
what am i doing wrong
i feel tired but awake
sometimes im fine
sometimes id shake
i barely get any sleep
late nights spent sad
mornings start bad
all the time ive wasted but had
cant go back but the present
is barely of use
id rather grasp my fiture
and keep my past loose
~H1
