The air's musty and the room's stuffy
I keep on staring with eyes puffy
The teacher glances with a look of askance
But I'm far from nonchalant at that instance
I try one more time but can't focus
Damn, my life feels like a circus
I'm out with friends but it's all pretence
My boredom streak feels like a sequence
As time passes I feel more alone
I seem strong but can barely keep on
Though I might not seem as such
Sometimes it all gets a little too much
At such moments is when I take a step back
It's when I go out to count the stars
And sing along to playing guitars
Slowly but surely my mojo returns
And with it my mood overturns
Yes, time may fly a tad too fast,
Relationships may fail to last
And bills may start to pile.
But all this is for a while.
Sometimes it all gets a little too much
But when we hit rock bottom the only other way is up
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Give it time and all the fog will clear up.
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