I sit here drinking my cup of coco
Watching the rain fall
Talking to myself
About impossible things
My cocos getting cold
There's a storm
Outside that is
But I feel like there is one
Raging within me
A constant fight between the way I want things to be
And the way they are
Raging on
And to be honest I'm getting tiered
Tiered of having to go back and forth
This way and that way
On and on
I'm getting tiered
Too tiered
Almost done
But like everyone says
Doesn't every storm even out after a while
Calm down with time
I'll be waiting
For things to even out
