Another Day
I wake up and wish things were different. Another day, another dollar, another bill to stretch that already elastic dollar. Another bill collector calling to remind me that my money is beyond funny and credit can't get it. Another day working a dead-end job for peanuts. Another day jumping through loops of fire for this girl who will quickly leave me for the iciest chain or the shiniest rims. Another day living below my Divine standards. Another day trying to cope with this weird desire to lose. Another day too tired to act on my dreams and visions.
I can't go another day like this. I can't go another day wishing and hoping things get better. I can't go another day without my heart. I can't go another day without my soul. I can't go another day without my dreams. I can't go another day finishing last. I can't. I simply can't go another day like this. I absolutely won't live like this another day!

1 Comments:
Myles - I sure you are just venting or writing a super fab song about being sad in the rat race world we live in.
I feel your pain though, esp. about not having the time or energy to reach for your dreams. I don't even really have too many dreams any more.
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