September 16, 2015

It Is Not.

Every day it starts again
You cannot say if you're happy
You keep trying to be, try harder
Maybe this is not your year

There's a world of shiny people somewhere else
Out there following their bliss
Living easy, getting kissed
While you wonder what else you're doing wrong

Breathe through it, write a list of desires
Make a toast, make a wish, slash some tires
Paint a heart repeating, beating "don't give up, don't give up, don't give up"

Not Your Year -  The Weepies 

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