I don't smile.
I don't wake up thinking that this day will be a good day.
I don't wake up with a laugh hiding in me.
I don't smile.
I don't cry.
I don't wake up with a tearstained face.
I don't wake up with a headache.
I don't cry.
I wake up feeling empty.
I wake up with no questions for what the day will bring.
I wake up trying to remember my dreams, even though I didn't have any.
I wake up feeling empty.
Maybe you feel the same way.
Maybe I'm not the only one.
Maybe we should unite,
and be sorrounded by the darkness,
constantly being around us.
Or maybe we would be happy.
