The Conflicted Color Pallet

huzuni

i know i'm not perfect
i know i'm not right
i'm trying to stay happy,
but i'm losing the fight

"it gets better"
"hold on and stay strong"
nothing is changing,
am i doing something wrong?

does it get better?
does it ever end?
i feel another wave hit
as i lose another friend

"we never even talk"
"you've just changed so much"
my hands are slipping
i'm losing my clutch

i don't think i'll ever win my battle
i never had proper training
this wasn't in "the contract of life"
to feel it's always raining

so as i grab my raincoat
and paste my smile
and hold my umbrella
i suffer the mile

my legs are weak
my feet are sore
i keep pushing on,
but i can't do this anymore

so i'm letting go
and moving on
because life is too sad
when you're just trudging on