The sun was extremely tired
It had lowered itself
Other Around looked at it
The beauty it made
The brightness shining in the eyes
The happiness that it left behind
To them it symbolized beauty
To me it didn't.
To me it was a end of a terrible day
And it was leading to another one
So what is the point
The point of pretending to be happy
To be excited for sleep
Cause I never am
The sun is setting and I don't want it to
If it sets then a new day will come
A day I wish would never come
Why can't time just freeze
Time can't freeze
So when the colours finally fade
I let the tears roll
As I know tomorrow will be the same
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