I started my day by cursing the alarm, As I was in the place, where I finally felt safer, and nothing could do me harm, But the broken dream dragged me back to the reality now, where I was living the life of a slave, as if under the almighty's charm.
The best the shower could do was to hide the waterfall of the eyes, Dressed up just to face another day, full of defies, Ready to go, I gave a final gaze at the cage I live in, Putting up a smile on my face, I completed my disguise.
Walking down the streets, wearing my very own cloak of invisibility As I felt no more interest in the people passing by, Cause I'm more used to 'them' leaving than trying to stay with me for who I was, Soon I realised, they say hello, just to leave you alone with a traumatic goodbye.
It is as if I'm trapped inside a clock, or I'm the sand in the hourglass, Just like the hands repeats itself and all the sand does is to fall, So was I, stuck in this life, life that is now an impasse.
As I reached back home, doing 'nothing' different and 'everything' was still the same, but this time I came up with a new type of game, First I searched my pocket then reached out for the top drawer, holding a coin in one hand, while another with a gun on my temple, and pain to the very core.
Heads I pull the trigger, Tails I continue to live in rigor, Up went the coin and heads it landed on the floor, Guess now I'll just have to count till four.
One, I remembered every wrong decisions I made in this life.
Two, I remembered every people I've ever known, everyone standing with their backstabbing knife.
Three, for the very last time my head started playing the song, the way she sang,